Today I turn 53 and a half. The "half" part really hurts.
I'm starting to realize all the things I've missed out on in life. So much denied to me, by me. It's all my doing. Or undoing.
Here's a partial list of the regrets I have:
• I've never met a sheathing salesman
• Or a person who's fallen into a sink hole
• I've never been given the left of way.
• I've given it a lot of thought, but never used Vicks VapoRub to treat my acne
• I've never met people with blue blood
• I've never met a person who flirts with safety
• Or someone that preserves bobby pins
• I've never seen a pawl being made (a chainsaw part)
• I've never jumped any kind of fish
• I've never met a person with such a beautiful smile they are allowed to show it in their passport photo
• I've never stolen a wheelchair and taken it for a joyride
I know, there's still time.
