So I thought about it really thoroughly. My education, my childhood, my parents, my environment – It all made me who I am, for better or for worse. As much as I try to understand why some things happened, why some things went wrong, I can’t seem to understand the final clue. Fact is that I ended up pretty fine. I think that’s what matters most, eventually. I'm quite sure I will do some things differently, one day. At least, I will try. We all have a chance at doing things better. I’d love to take mine.