"Yes...?" said Simba.
"Try again!" replied the nosy Baboon in me.
"Well... no?"
"And why not?" asked the monkey as he invited me to stoop low and watch him form ripples on the water's surface with his ugly index finger.
In an enlightening moment an answer came...
"No..." this time the monkey gave me time to finish my thought, "no I don't have any regrets in life..." and he waited still... "Only pity."
That's when the pesky monkey disappeared.
So what's with that? It took me a while but I finally figured out what the simian was trying to say. He wanted me to know for sure that I haven't been living with regrets. But on the other hand there is pity, which may look just like the same thing as regrets but is not.
I haven't a regret in my life, because I eliminated them along the way as best I could.
But I'll always have pity, because hard as I tried, I could never make someone love me.
So there you have it, the story of my life; a life with pity but no regrets.
