Oh c'mon, we all face changes in life if good fortune grants us decades. It might seem more extreme to move from arguably most powerful man in the world to retire as a painter, narcissist painting pictures of limbs in thee tub.
That explains why you always have to think ahead to the next life, your next incarnation in the play. Good thing I don't have so many dead bodies burdening my conscience.
[This is Bush the old man, with lots of time on his hands. Once the most powerful man in the world, Bush is now alone, exploring his immediate surroundings in these spurts of introspection. If only he had done this all along, maybe he would’ve been a better leader.]
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