Regret
I spent the first 30-something years of my life regretting my entrapment. Regretting my situation. Why do I have strange zealot parents? Why am I not drawn to this God? Why do I desire girls? Why do the moon and trees and animals feed my spirit instead of the spiritual path my family would choose for me? Regret Nothing. Life is short and time is precious. Regret nothing. Love is […]