Sitting on the stoop of a door leading several places all at once
Oh geez, I’ve probably rambled on this subject a hundred times on this blog: what am I going to be when I grow up? Right now I’m in another push to move that question further along. Thing is, right now I could see myself as at least 3 different things, and who am I kidding? It’s very likely even more than three.
So I have this feeling of multiplicity: that I’m this probability cloud where all these Ambers are still possible, but eventually time will pass and I’ll collapse the cloud into one version of me. It won’t mean the other me’s were wrong or inferior. It just means that as I move into the future, I can only exist as one. The others will remain perfect and unexplored.
It’s odd to feel different versions of yourself. I’ve felt this way once before: I was taking a night walk around 3-mile square in Hiram with a friend. It’s gonna sound silly, but I felt myself walk past another version of myself. Has that ever happened to you?
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Did I ever tell you about the alterna-me that has spiky black hair, a nose piercing, tattoos, lives in an apartment in the city, has no pets but has plants... and does (?) for a living...
I think feeling yourself walk past would give me shivers.
I think maybe you told me about alterna-alice. . . although I may have confused it with some alterna-amber.
It WAS kinda weird, but on the 3-mile square things get kinda weird, don't they?
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