I thought about the life I didn’t choose

Dear Delyara, Not because I hate the life I have. Because there are evenings when the unlived life sits closer than usual. What if I had said yes there? What if I had left earlier? What if I had trusted myself more? What if I had chosen something less sensible and more true? I know there is no end to this kind of thinking if I let it take over. Still, I think every adult has nights where the life that happened and the life that didn’t stand side by side for a while. Tonight is one of those nights for me. I’m trying not to make it mean I chose wrong. Only that I am human enough to imagine other versions.