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There will always be time for regrets later.

Who was it who said that? It’s true, though. And the worst of it is when all you have time for is regrets, when the muddiness of what could have been just consumes you.

So, what do I have regrets about, then? It might be coy, and definitely untruthful to say I have no regrets. But maybe that isn’t such a bad thing. Far too plenty are the times when we wish we had no regrets. So, my regrets would be having spent too much precious time living out my regrets. I regret not having enough courage to pursue those things which might make me happy.

I could say I’m in my anti-regret mood now; I’m spending as much time as possible chasing happiness. No, that’s not quite right. Not so much happiness; that’s much too stressful a goal to attempt attainment of. Maybe just doing as much of what makes me happy as possible. That’s as close to the truth as I’ll get.

There was too much time spent trying to do what’s right. What feels right is good enough for now.