So I sit in my room and I look around; trying to summon a thought. 

Evidently, I witnessed my life in its progress; what I have made of it and what it has become.

The lack of regrets at first thought felt reassuring.

But I think, I can do so much more with my life. I want to succeed. I want to become accomplished and so proud that the next time I look around, I can cry from happiness.