If I could live my life just to repair my mistakes... To turn left when I went right or right when I should have gone left... To unhurt those I have hurt... I think I would be one hundred and eighty nine when I was done. How can so many lifetimes bear the knowing of me? Even but briefly. Cause and effect, choice and consequence.... the physics of human non physicality.
I was going to call this "If I could turn back time".... visions of Cher sitting on a naval gun scared me off. Choice and consequence multiplied by 7 billion... no wonder **** happens.