I have successfully failed

I have been trying to publish a fabulous graphic that I designed, along with a Dave Dobson story. Nothin'. I ditched the graphic, and I tried to publish just the story. Nothin'. I don't know if it's Blogger or Dave-beyond-the-grave, but I'm not going to waste any more time with a post. Incidentally, for you Dobsonians out there, it was his Elephants on the Island story. In the meantime, I think I'll go get a tattoo. Kidding. Back tomorrow.

Regrets

I'm finding myself having regrets. What I've noticed is that it's not about the things I've said or done. I've reconciled myself to those: made amends, learned the lessons, come to value the experience. No, it's the things I've NOT done. It has an it's-too-late-missed-opportunities vibe to it. These kind of regrets keep you tied to a past you think you should have had. I should have . . . .

Too late?
Too late for what?
Are you still alive?

It's never too late to learn something new.
It's never too late to open your heart.
It's never too late to let LOVE be your guide.
It's never too late to let life live you.
It's never too late.

Which is why I'm getting a tattoo. Hahahaha Kidding.