My biggest childhood regret is not using my stickers every time I wanted to.
I used to buy all kinds of stickers – pretty ones, sparkly ones, bumpy ones, alphabet ones… all kinds. And I kept them all in a folder. But I hardly used them, because they were of course too special for whatever use I had in mind and needed to be saved for more worthy causes.
Nothing ever was deemed worthy of all the stickers I wanted to use on it, and so it was that nothing ever received the smattering of stickers I so wanted to give everything.
And so I came out of that childhood sticker phase clutching a folder full of precious stickers, now too tacky for me to ever want to use – leaving behind only a thousand lost opportunities to glorify my possessions with the incredible power of the best, shiniest stickers.
I wish I had of used every one of them every time I wanted to.