At work, my heart dropped quickly. I was miserable. I did not want to be where I was.
Not just physically being at work, but wanting to be elsewhere in my life.
I realized how tired I am of being at a small college with no diversity and limited options.
I regret that I never transferred.
I regret that I allowed depression to overcome so much of my life last year.
I regret that I didn't keep my grades up in high school so that they would match my excellent SAT scores, and gotten into Brown, or at least a school that challenged my mind.
I regret that I've allowed others to make my choices for me.

I don't want to have any more regrets.

It's time to live my life the way I want to live it.