How many of us would want that opportunity, and more importantly, for what reasons? Is it to correct the remorse of thoughtless acts perpetrated in another stage of life, when youth or desperation compelled motives and intentions otherwise relegated as an anomaly but for the justification of necessity by situational relativity? Or, perhaps the mistakes that could not be corrected, relieved by the soothing compromise of time, maturity and untarnished levity lifted by the laxity of loneliness but for the content of past emotional upheavals remembered as periods of tumultuous emotionalism outside of the constraints of rationality and ordinary discourse, now but a plea for allowance to go back and adjust? […]