It was in kindness that the thought came to me now, whether it was truly spoken, or only called forth from my exhausted memory for what comfort the words might hold. Everyone makes choices, and no one knows what may be the end of any of them. If my own was to blame for many things, it was not to blame for everything. Nor was harm all that had come of it.
The narrator reflects on the nature of choices, acknowledging that although some may lead to negative outcomes, not every choice results in harm. This realization offers a sense of comfort, drawing on thoughts that may stem from a tired mind rather than a clear conscience.
This introspection highlights a duality in life where regret and consequence coexist with kindness and understanding. The narrator recognizes their responsibility but also understands that their actions have not solely brought about negativity; instead, there have been positive outcomes as well.
