This chalkboard stood in the middle of New York city for one full day.

I was afraid, afraid of, I guess, failing, maybe?

I regret all the time I wasted, not saying yes to things.

It's something I've always wanted to do since I was little.

Time is slipping away, I mean, that's probably the worst feeling in the world, right?

(Not getting my MBA. )

(Never going after my dreams. )

I've got loads of friends from different walks of life and it's really hard to keep in touch with everyone.

Up until recently, I was homeless.

If I hadn't hurt the people that I had.

Maybe I wouldn't have been.

And I wanted to do so many things, but I can never seem to find the time.

I did all the things that were like, plan B.

I just never did it.

(Never applying to Med school. )

Thank you, haha. That's good? Alright yo, enjoy.

Staying in my comfort zone.

As the board filled up with so many different stories...

We noticed almost all of these regrets had something in common.

(Not pursuing acting. )

(Not getting involved. )

(Not having kids before my dad passed away. )

(Not being a better friend. )

They were about chances not taken.

They were about words not spoken.

They were about dreams never pursued.

But then we gave them an eraser.

A clean board feels, feels like where I want to be.

Feels like where I wanna go.

That it's not my regret anymore.

It's hopeful.

It means, there's possibility.

Every day is a clean slate. Do the things you'll regret not doing.

Clean slate.