"Regrets i have a few, but too few too mention."~Frank Senatra
I love that saying, and considering the guy who said it, wow...that holds some weight. He lived his life on terms set forth by himself...what a luxury. He was both admired and dispised, yes, the chairman of the board had enemys. Most by his own hand, but you have to remember who your dealing with when it comes to Frank. He was a firm believer in moving on, even if he had to say goodnight one last time, he did it with class. A trait almost forgotten today. Now on to the Albacor in this sushi.
Regret is like wearing an empty backpack thats too small for you and smells of a cat box. Carry it long enough and it begins to define you. People are going to dissapoint us on some level, missunderstandings are bound to happen. I've been saying theres nothing more expencive than regret for years, its very true, and i hold to that truth moving into 2012. That being said, heres my new contribution to my ever growing hard drive of quotes. "He who harbors regret, has never truely sailed."
Think of it this way, we're all sailors on the sea of life...trade winds lead us to destinations unknown to discover the beauty life has to offer, even if its just across town. The sea swells and falls, currents lead us to our ports of call both familiar and foriegn, but through it all, one constant remains...our crew. Without them, our ship is lost. All of us are Captains and crew members alike, we lead by example and follow sute depending on the cards were delt.
But what of the past...the wake trailing our collective crafts? The sun sets and the wake vanishes, but it remains in the darkness just the same.
And what of the anchors every good ship carries...some have chains forged on the anvil of regret, and nothing impeeds a ships headway like those.
Whos wake are you looking for in the comming year? A fast ship, sails full and bright in the sun, laden only with the treasure of good friends and exciting destinations? Or the hulking bardge painted grey with self loathing, bellowing dark smoke to hide its rusting hull~barely trudging along fighting for every foot of progress because of the hold filled with anchors? And only one person on board~a lone Captain...whos course is uncharted, and theres a Nor-Easter blowing in.