Chance

Sometimes it makes me dizzy to think about my past. There are so many things that could have gone differently. It's like I'm running to the end of a path that almost existed. It's depressing to think that we only have one life.

I wish every possibility were not only possible, but true. I wish that you could somehow know yourself on those other paths. I wish that you could wake up as yourself, but in some other reality... that you could know for yourself what you should do, because you could know what would be if you did it differently. It's such a waste to live only once.

What if we could live every possibility?

Maybe we do live every possibility. For all we know, all of our lives are running like back-to-back episodes of Seinfeld... at the end of this life, you'll play it over and change that one little thing that ends up changing everything. Only we'll never know, because we're starting over every time. It's like a million monkeys banging on typewriters trying to get Shakespeare, only we're the monkeys, and we're just trying to get everything we can out of our existance.