Multiverse

So something weird happens to me every time I work late. While I’m trying to get my deadlines done my mind will slip into a mode where I can feel like I’m in my old bedroom when I lived with my parents or to my old office when I used to work in an office, specifically in my early twenties when I’d work overnight more often than not and feel like I was the last person awake in the city.

For a while I kicked around a geek idea of when my mind is so caught up in my work it was like my consciousness was weaving in and out of the various multiverse versions of myself. Then it made me wish it was possible to somehow stop in and live out parts of my life in those versions I felt were bad decisions on my part.

So somewhere out there there could be a version of me living it up rather than feeling like I will never know how to relax or when I can have a vacation. Go alternate version me! And for the love of god do not mess up with the blonde model! Big mistake!