Regret. Do you ever think about the things in your life you wish you hadn’t done? When I hear the word regret, I picture a black wall. I think of should have, would have, could have. I see a fork in the road. Do I take the left side or the right? What if I make the wrong decision. My ears hear moaning and sighs. I picture hands covering a face as the head moves back and forth.
I have things I regret. I regret chasing my sister through the house and busting through the glass door. I regret eating Cinnamon Toast Crunch cereal when I had the stomach flu. I regret back talking my mom in the checkout line in Wal-Mart. I regret not studying for that math test in 6th grade. I regret hitting that classic Ford Mustang and driving off to tell my mom and the cops are looking for me because I technically did a thing called a “hit and run.”
I regret not pursuing acting. I love theater. I always wanted to live in New York and work on SNL. I regret that one night I drank too much Hot Damn. I regret not telling my grandmothers I loved them more before they passed away.
What do you regret doing or not doing? What do you think would have happened in your life if you did the thing you regret?