Woke up this morning just FUMING about how much time I wasted. Like, really, truly angry at all the opportunities I blew and the trust I broke. It's a heavy feeling sometimes, this regret. I know it's part of the process, but damn, it still sucks when it hits ya. But you know what? Today I’m not running from it. I’m sitting with it, and then I'm moving forward. We keep moving forward.