Weekly Photo Challenge

Weekly Photo Challenge: Regret

I thought about the instance when I got rammed by the bull during the bullrun event in Spain. I had a close call of ruining my family jewel due to stupidity. Even then I can’t say I regretted it. I had fun, and the was worth the experience.

I should’ve saved money when I was in Italy. But how can I regret when a lot of it went to hugging Italian culture. That would only be shame if I stayed indoors or boozing around.

I wish I could’ve explore more of Italy. Then I thought of the ample amount of places I’ve been to, including the rest of Europe. Compared to others, it a selfish thought to regret I have not traveled as much.

I really should be allocating more time communicating to my love ones more than what I’m doing now. That’s not regret though. And I don’t what is the balance to that anyway?

I felt bad disappointing the people who waited for me when I got lost in Paris. Who’s a fool to say they regretted exploring Paris farther than they should?

I have my fair share of should’v, could’ve, would’ve moments. I may ponder to my many and horrible mistakes.  But, I don’t consider them as “regrets”. It’s just that none in my past fits the description. The word “Regret” is such a strong word. It’s such a horrendous thing to fill your mind and heart with regret.

I should be more serious to work, future and life. That’s bogus. That’s just isn’t me.


9 replies »

  1. I would love to got to Rome and check out some of their Architecture. Their buildings with those beautiful marble statues and towering columns fascinate me. As far as running with the bulls? . . . Go for it. I am too big a coward to take the chance of getting gored. LOL.

  2. I was reflecting on the sand prints…then I said to myself, that’s the beauty of being alive, the mistakes we had, we can always correct them and like the sand prints, the next day, they’ll be gone like nothing happened, ready for a new prints to be made. Great post my friend….I wish you the best in you journeys….

  3. No regrets. Count me in my friend. Whatever I do, I do it because I want to, so no matter what the outcome may be, good or bad, I don’t regret a thing.

    …that running with a bull is a scary thing, I wonder how scary that was on your end…

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