Random find on my EVERNOTE app.

Must of written this when I was thinking too much of the past. "Regrets are like withered flowers. Their time was then and in the past. No matter how hard you try it won't be back. Instead look at the fresh seed down, grasp onto what you have now and what potential the future may blossom." Was feeling depressive one day I guess. I can guaranty you'll find it in a novel some day, A Feral Cleansing Series more than likely.