No Regrets?

6 months ago, I found myself graduating from Elementary School. Sure, it's not as important as graduating from High School, but it was a big thing to me. Maybe not then when it was happening, but now, I'm kind of starting to overflow with the memories of elementary school.

Today, I visited my elementary school with the intentions of trying to find opportunities for community service hours. Instead, I had a long talk with my grade 7-8 teacher about how things were, and stared at the whole room I spent 2 not-long-enough years in...
For 2 years, I struggled outside of school life, but still happened to go to that place and act like everything was normal. It was my home away from home. My escape when reality failed.
I just missed its presence. SO much. I can't even believe that I was able to let go.
6 months ago, I couldn't wait to get out of the place... now I just want to go back. Life is pushing my to get out there, and I'm resisting at the moment.
Oh man, the whole time, all I could see was a replay of SO many memories that happened in those 4 walls...

I don't like the feeling of regret. But right now... I feel the feeling of remorse. I feel like I abandoned it all, to go along with the rush, but now I can't even slow it all down.


remorse [rɪˈmɔːs]n

1. a sense of deep regret and guilt for some misdeed

2. compunction; pity; compassion