What if?

I don't do New Year resolutions. I do birthday regrets.
It's that time of year again. In a few days I will turn 35. Regrets.
Regrets. Every tear rolling down my face is a regret. As the tears keep coming, I lose count. Too many regrets.
Some people like to say; Don't do anything you might regret later. As far as I am concerned, that's a load of crap. The biggest regret is the 'what if' regret. Regrets about all the things you could have done, but never did.
Today I let my thoughts wander off to all the 'what if's' in my life, as it is tradition around my birthday. I hope next year there will be less tears. Less regrets.
But now as the tears keep falling, I ask myself over and over again; What if?