Friday, April 23, 2004

Here's a sentiment...

"There are no choices.
Nothing but a straight line.
The illusion comes afterwards, when you ask
'why me?' and 'what if?' when you look back,
see the branches, like a pruned bonsai tree, or a forked lightning.
If you had done something differently, it wouldn't
be you, it would be someone else looking back,
asking a different set of questions."

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