It's a rare life that’s empty of regret. Rarer still is the soul who has none. Outside of sociopaths and narcissists, each of us carries some misgivings. The note not sent. The word not spoken. The thank-you never to be heard. Little things for the most part. Things we can amend when our hearts find the time and means.
When I'm not writing for clients, I write about things that interest me. Quite of bit of satire, a genre that has become increasingly difficult to work in since reality has become such a farce.