Hello, Sunshine

by Laura Dave

I’d been wrong about the ways we move past the versions of ourselves that no longer fit. I’d thought it involved running, as far and as fast as your feet could carry you, from your former selves. I didn’t understand that was the surest way to wind up exactly where you started.

Maybe that was the thing about regret. Once you felt it, you went out on a limb to try and feel anything else.