It hurts knowing the cement holds no ill will. It simply exists. It may have been created to hold you in place, but you cannot be mad, for it's simply doing its task.

You can really only be mad at yourself for not realizing the mud you stood in wasn't exactly just that. A form of mud, yes, but to be specific, it was cement. You stood there all the same, though.

Blame can only be placed on the stagnant choices of your past self, making your present selfs life so much less...