You know, that touches loosely on something I sometimes worry about, or am tempted to worry about, whether I caused too much damage, inwardly and outwardly and ruined my life; I hope and pray not, I hope and pray there’s enough time to repair what I can, marry, have kids and live the best life I can. I believe there is hope, perhaps plenty, but I can’t help but think of all the time I’ve wasted, all the damage I’ve caused to myself, to others, and the environment around me; and how even though there is hope, the damage I’ve done has still made things much harder now, than they would’ve in the past.