All.

Or nothing.

I regret nothing.

I did what I did.

That's all.

That's all I have.

All I have is what I did.

What I think about what I did doesn't matter.

And all I have is what I didn't do.

Everything I'll ever be is what I did and what I didn't do.

So I choose to embrace what I do.

Or what I did.

Or what I'm going to do.

Every little thing I do.

The minutiae.

All I have is the small stuff.

My whole life is a string of micro-steps.

I can take one now.

Then maybe I'll be lucky enough to get another.