Regret has a way of making the past feel like a mistake that could be corrected if we were just given one more chance. We replay moments in our heads, convinced that a different choice or a better version of… Continue Reading →
We have all done stuff when we were kids that we regret. When I was 8 years old, I was accused of stealing the last chocolate-chip cookie from the jar. The cookie in question, mind you, was the crown jewel… Continue Reading →
