We live each day with the chance to be the best version of ourselves. We can imagine a multiverse that allows us to be better today so we can be better tomorrow.
Of course, that can always be unraveled by a curious series of events that sometimes feel like they’ve been orchestrated by some diabolical and nefarious character.
Yet in the end, the thing that kills me that given a chance at something greater then what you have, density prevents that person from seizing the day. Their loss.
the act of making someone stop supporting and agreeing with you:
I am more than just a cloth shaped into a design
Suggestions are just rules without consequences.