Looking back, I don’t have one regret.
I’ve got at least eleven.
Not buying Google stock in 2004, for instance. Responding to “Hey, I’ve got a spare ticket to see Led Zeppelin, want to come?” with “Nah, bit tired for that.”
But that’s not even the big one.
See, as I got older, I decided I had rather less to lose.
So I stopped worrying about offending and just told idiots they were idiots. Wore purple. Did things I was bad at, and embarrassed myself. The laughs weren’t all friendly.
That’s my biggest regret.
I should’ve done that much earlier.
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This song only occurred to me after I’d finished writing – the theme, obviously, is from Warning by Jenny Joseph – but it fits pretty well:
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The first Purple, which is nowhere near as cheerful, is in the collection of 30 stories I did last November. If by some chance you’re reading this and don’t have it already, you can get it by sticking your e-mail in the box to the right.
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