this morning #1935.

this morning, upon extensive reflection on all the lives i might have lived if things had gone just slightly different, i decided that i’m fine with where i’ve ended up. coulda. woulda. shoulda. it’s not like i have that much of a choice anyhow. could i have had more love in my life? probably. more money? definitely. maybe if i’d exhibited more courage back in college i could’ve achieved more. maybe met the woman of my dreams. on the flipside, there’s also the chance that my life could’ve gone off the rails in any number of ways. it didn’t though. been quite blessed in that respect. i mean, a few of my friends ended up dead way before their time but i’m still here. mostly happy. mostly intact. trying my best not to forget that.