Deja Vu

I remember the dream now. Two people who could have been me. Considering their options. They both were exactly same until this point. They were faced with a choice, and an option that they both wanted. And that’s when their universes split apart. For one choose to be enterprising and take on the world and expel fear. While the other, well the other chose to give into his fears of failure and decided that not knowing if he would ever succeed is much better than giving up the effort and not going through all that heart rending suspense and potential for disappointment.

So the fearful one simply returned to the safe base of home while the courageous one went on diving into the waters of uncertainty to catch the fish of success. And their universes forever split apart and the person who was one in the beginning is now two people living in two parallel existences.