Sliding doors and missed airplanes
a second there; a universal change
I walk the jetway alone in this world
this place and this time I didn't get the girl
Is there solace in thinking that in some other parallel universe, I get the girl? Or is it worse knowing that I'm the wrong me. And that maybe another me is happier?
The multiverse/parallel universe idea is very interesting. You have to really believe in infinity. There are just so so many possibilities. Would the distribution of happiness for everyone (individually) look like a normal distribution or are some people just generally screwed (on average) in all the universes? Peace out.
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