Our misguided youth becomes misaligned adulthood. Our early flaws and foibles come to define who we are. We’re on a pathway that was destined, from the start, to reveal the mistakes that made us who we are. Old age is the penance for youthful indiscretion.
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Call me an old Romantic, but I still believe in change. Ramis’ wonderful “Ground Hog Day” exemplifies the principle that it’s not what we get from life that makes life, but what we put into it.
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