While it sounded all Hallmark-cardish and inspiring at the time, it was harder than I thought.
So as a compromise, I can hang on to about three things, but everything else has got to go.
Right now, the count is up to one; but my days are spent doing things that I may regret not doing later on, e.g. speed dating, or not doing things that I know I will regret for sure, e.g. drinking until 5 a.m.
I guess while I was running around filling up up my time doing as much as was humanly possible, I forgot about my first and greatest love - sleep.
A cousin once told me he doesn't like to waste too much of his time in bed because he can sleep when he's dead. I tried to follow his sage advice... and failed miserably.
I know the rationale - seize the day, the birds are chirping, the sun is shining (ish, as far as London is concerned), live while you're alive etc etc, and believe me, I try!
But it turns out that I'm just one of those people who loves to sleep.
So against my better judgement, I'm notching up my second regret... and taking a good long nap.
