I have no deep, dark secret regret that I’m going to expose here, but I do have things that I have stewed over for far longer than necessary.
1. That I didn’t figure out a way to do a semester in Spain when I was in college. The year I would have gone to Spain I ended up being an RA (resident assistant, i.e., floor monitor) in the dorms which I loved, but it meant I didn’t go to Spain that year and the following year I did the semester program in Chicago, which is a city I love dearly, but it is decidedly not in Europe. College was my chance to grab that opportunity and I let it pass me by. Continue reading


