It’s ironic that many of our life’s lessons, Hugo, are the product of irony and hypocrisy. It’s like our destinies have to be learned in backsteps, facing reversals and realizing we spoke too soon. I think that life is there to teach us that we’re usually wrong, but then we realize we’re human and, supposedly, that makes it okay. By the way, what do you talk about with a 30-year-old? I find I need women close to my own age just to relate (plus it doesn’t hurt to sag in unison).