“Live, travel, adventure, bless, and don’t be sorry. ”
– Jack Kerouac
I came across this quote from the great Beat Poet of the 50s Jack Kerouac and what struck me first was the final call to “don’t be sorry.” How often do we apologize to others for things we really don’t need to be sorry about? And, why do we do that? Is it that we’re terrified of disappointing someone or not living up to their expectations? Are we afraid to truly be ourselves?