In the end, it is regrets that hurt me most. For example, I regret losing contact with people that I love. I don't know why I hesitate to pick up the phone or put a pen to paper, but I do. It is one of my many failings.
But I am good at seizing little moments. If there is water my shoes fly off my feet and I am soon ankle deep in the cold, toes happily on sand. And if there is a flower I smell it, admire it, and (often) take its picture.
I am good at savoring the flavor of my days. But there are aspects I need to work on, because those regrets? They haunt me.
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