Two Hundred Seventy-Nine

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.

About John Swinburn

"Love not what you are but what you may become."― Miguel de Cervantes
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One Response to Two Hundred Seventy-Nine

  1. jserolf says:

    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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