Battleship

Regrets. A million of them. University. University course. What I should have done/said that would save a friend from being so upset by what I said/didn't say. Saying yes. Saying no. Not saying anything. Saying the truth. Saying half-truths. 

If I could swap a regret for a dollar I'd put Bill Gates to shame. 

Too bad there isn't a Regrets Fairy:

I can't remove a regret and put it under my pillow nor will it turn into a dollar even if I could do the former. All that's left is midnight melancholy that inhibits proper rest.

Today had too many ups and downs. I hope this will be a dreamless night.