Regrets

Sometimes i feel so old. My first memory, feeling old. I always feel like i'm late for something but i never can catch up to what ever it is that i'm supposed to be doing. looking back, i don't have regrets for what i have done, i regret not doing the thing that i could be doing, if only this, if only that. if only i knew what that thing was, i would do it!

Perhaps a recounting would ease the anxiety. pat myself on the back for what i have done, not reproducing being the greatest triumph. imagine that being the only thing one would accomplish in their lifetime, only to create another reproduction.

Perhaps a recounting of what those around me have done, so blessed to have them in my memory and awareness, inspiring, infuriating. Producers of insanity that make me sane. Celebrating...Alyssa Taylor Wendt http://alyssataylorwendt.com/