Regrets


I have many regrets.

Had I been a pianist I would have played Schuberts Moments Musicaux for thrity minutes and feeling every note as I pressed my finger, hitting the key, letting down the hammer, the hammer vibrating the string..

Had I been a painter I would leave a powerful memoir of every place that struck me.

Had I been a composer I would compose a world of my own. Translate everything I knew into a story with no words.

I regret that I never got to live in the free-love sixties.

I regret that I was not there in 1950 when my country was torn apart. To fully understand what it is like to have my sister against me.

I regret that I am not the world’s largest supercomputer, and won’t be able to process every binary digit in the world.

But the biggest regret of all is that I am weak, continuing to regret and overcoming only the knowledge that regretting does not change anything.

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