Sometimes

Sometimes you wonder what will happen if you are not who you are right now.

Sometimes you ponder what will happen if you did or didn't do something.

Sometimes.....

And the list goes on and on.

What happens, happened.

Every time when I look back, the path is filled with regrets.

But then again, since when life was ever easy?

And again, who grew up without any regrets?

Now, life goes on.

No point dwelling on the past.

Let's move on, march on!

Yawns. STUDYY! Heh.