Well, maybe, but it's possible I'd just intend to, but not quite get around to doing things differently. I'd probably think I was doing things differently, but it would be hard to know. Or, I might just say screw this dead version of me--in much the way that, as a teenager, I must've regarded the grown-up me, i.e. me, now, or the way that I now think of the retired version of me living on savings, i.e., a me that will be pretty righteously pissed at the present me.