If it is of any consolation, I too have an ache to go back to “those good old days”—even only to correct my mistakes. You know, the satchels of our mistakes are full of their ridge! But if we were able to, miraculously, snatch back our bygone years and restart life—of course not the way we actually did, but any young heart may want to live—then it sure would feel like a Mobius strip. We simply would end up where we started from with our naïve wishes. It is indeed cruel if you think it is part of a grand scheme. If it is part of randomness like Charles Darwin portrayed, then we are in a merciless puddle of quicksand! The more we try to escape, the more trapped we become.