RobArt Penguin

If I could change something about myself, I might change the way I hold on to regret. I look back at my career and I wish I started at the age twenty what I’m doing now in semi-retirement. And because I can’t, I have many regrets about my youthful decisions and I hold on to those disappointments. It keeps me in a state of persistent dissatisfaction, a feeling of inferiority, with a sense of failure. My life is the opposite. I have a wonderful family and good friends. I have created a large body of artwork and writings. I have books in print. I have accomplished much and should feel immense satisfaction. But the old regrets hang on. I work on it and when I can let go, I feel pretty good. Regret is an old suit I must shed.