Unclasping his hands, Anonymous held his palms forwards to her. “This isn’t the first time I’ve seen you get consumed by regrets. You have to get over yourself. Everybody misses opportunities. Nobody has a perfect history. I’ve got plenty of things I wish I’d done, and plenty more things I sure wish I hadn’t. Do you know I had wanted to go into teaching engineering, but didn’t have the grades to make it into the doctorate program? I decided to work for a bit instead and maybe try to go back later with experience. But even though I did alright, several others in my graduating class climbed the ladder up much more quickly than I did.”