Ah. Parallel Dimensions, you comfort me.

On second/third/fourth thought, I'm not too sad now. Why? Because I thought of this:

If I'm living this life with the choices I made, then some parallel dimension, another me is living it out in another way, probably one of the ways I really wonder about. Now times that by millions, and you've got a lot of scenarios there. I just feel sorry for the other-mes who made crappy decisions.


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