Regrets, I've Had a Few
In the journey that is life, it is impossible to know how things may have turned out if certain decisions had been made, how one's life may have turned out if a different path were taken.
We might wonder and ponder and hypothesize, sometimes with regret, sometimes with relief, but we can never really know "what might have been if only...."
I chose to go to Bard College, far from home, not knowing anyone, and left mid-way into the second semester, fully intending to return after a little break.
What might have happened if I went to a university a bit closer to home, maybe where a friend was going? Would I have finished with a degree? Maybe gone on to get a Master's? And then what? More likely than not I would not have pursued a career in film, most certainly not in the set decorating department.
Maybe I should have continued my ballroom dance career, I had a talent at it and was young enough at the time to have become quite proficient. Of course in the late eighties, ballroom dance didn't have the following it does now.
Maybe a fitness instructor was my calling. All these years and I'm still pursuing certification. In time, I'm sure, in time.
But the one that gets me thinking more than all the rest.......
For the past several weeks, I've been driving by the Le Cirque du Soleil set up next to Atlanta Station and almost without fail, my mind goes back to when I was an usher for them in 1987, before they became as huge and successful as they are today.
"In 1984, 73 people worked for Cirque du Soleil. Today, the business has 5,000 employees worldwide, including more than 1,300 artists."
I was very tempted to run away with the circus, quite literally. Very, very tempted, but I didn't.
I'll always wonder what might have happened if I did. Particularly now that I am as involved as I am in the circus arts and we've become as nomadic as we are.
Where and who would I be?
I'll always wonder what would have happened if I'd run away with the circus.