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I wish I had. I regret not. Why didn’t I?
I’m not old yet, but I know lots of sentences that start like that. They tend to revolve around high school. I wish I had spent more time thinking about what I wanted, instead of what other people might want. I regret not telling people who I was or what mattered to me. All I ever said was a bunch of crap.
Sometimes the sentences get really specific. Why didn’t I go out for track my senior year? I had run hurdles for four years. I loved running the hurdles, winning a weird event that not very many people could even do. But I didn’t do it my last year in high school, the year I theoretically would have been at my best.
But more significantly, why didn’t I dance? I took ballet for about a year when I was in maybe third grade. I hated it. I quit and never gave it another thought until a dozen years later, when I was in college and needed to fill a physical education requirement. By some miracle I signed up for ballet, and I actually had a little talent for it. Furthermore, I actually liked it.
But, already 20, I thought I was too old. So for the next five years, I took step aerobics, rode my bike, hiked and occasionally thought to myself, “Too bad I didn’t stick with ballet.”
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