I used to be a dancer.
I loved dancing. I still love dance. I ache a little when I see a performance; desire deeply to be on that stage.
If I had to state a regret, it would be this...that I gave up dancing.
There is a little part of me who would love to be seventeen again, thinking about going off to college...I would have taken that opportunity I shrugged off...applied to Cornish College of the Arts...danced my heart out...and maybe, just maybe, I would have landed it!
I didn't do it. I didn't apply. I didn't try out. I didn't keep dancing.
and, oh...how I miss it!
Prompt #61: Write about the thing you've always wanted to do, but didn't.