I regret the things I've done which have unintentionally hurt others.
Things that if I'd had a little more foresight or perhaps more insight into my own motivations, I could have prevented.
I also regret not following my heart and taking more chances when it comes to women.
I spent too much time chasing the ones who were never going to like me like I liked them, and never noticed (or thought I had reason to take a chance on) some that might have been better for me.
I suppose, given the fact that I'm not unhappy with my life as it's turned out, I ought not have a lot of the regrets that I do. It's just my way.
“When one door closes, another opens; but we often look so long and so regretfully upon the closed door that we do not see the one which has opened for us.”
--Alexander Graham Bell
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“Well, obviously before; after was all gendarmes and dick stitches.”
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