Writing Challenge: Day Nineteen

Your biggest regret in life.

I don’t actually have any regrets, believe it or not. Not ones that I hold on to anyway. I guess the closest regret I would have would be the morning after a night of drinking, when my head is stuck down the toilet because I can’t handle my drink anymore. Thoughts that go through my head would be ‘why did I have one more shot?’ or ‘why did I kiss a stranger?’ or ‘why did I spend the entire night on the pole?’ 

But none of those regrets count, because once the hangover clears, then so do the regrets. There’s not been anything big enough for me to hold on to. 


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