So I'm copping out a little here. Just because I'm so tired of talking about ME this month, I could puke. So no soul bearing wishes here. Just an honest one.
I wish I hadn't played the flute. I hated the flute. I wanted to play the French horn. Or the cello. Or even the marimba.
But I wish I hadn't played the flute.
It's not a life shattering regret, mind you, but it fits the bill.
This is part of the 30 Days of Truth series. You can find the entire list here.
