I wonder if there’s an alternate universe. A world where I made all the right decisions and didn’t self-destruct so early and so successfully. I like to think there is, and that my alternate self is sitting at her desk right now typing an entry about how in love she is, or how good she feels because she did something to make the world a better place.

It’s one of those random thoughts that popped into my head and I wanted to get it down because I find this to be a comforting idea, though I’m not sure why. I guess the “why” doesn’t matter.

{Welcome to my head.}


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