Mark Twain once said that in twenty years, you will be more disappointed by what you didn’t do than by what you did.

Today I turned twenty and I know that I have yet to experience a whole lot more. Yes, I did let a lot of opportunities pass by and I almost always regret doing so afterwards. But if I did grab those, would I be where I am now? Probably not. No, surely not.

I might have been better off.. but no one could ever tell, could they? But honestly, all those regrets are gone now. I’m happy with where I find myself. I may not be adored by many, but I am surely well loved by those who treasure me. I may not get luxurious gifts every year, or throw glamorous parties, but I have never celebrated my birthday alone, hungry, sick nor homeless though I’d have to add that it rains every year on my birthday. My life may not be perfect, but I’m very much privileged to live it.

Damn, I might have done something good in my past life to be this lucky.

EDIT: Rereading this, I thought “oh God, how cheesy could I get by quoting Mark Twain”. Haha!