
“It's barely any difference at all, and the profoundest difference in the world.“
It made me think, choice and chance. A choice, ever so insignificant, can change the whole course of a life. The same with a chance, being at a certain time in a certain place by chance can change everything. The outcome might be of little difference, but choice and chance differ greatly from each other.
A light pick for this #tob25 entry and Booker prize winner. The writing is gorgeous but I have incredibly limited patience for meditative, not-quite novels right now. I probably would have liked it more if I‘d read it at a mentally quieter point in my life.
#TulinCat is again a wonderful book prop! I‘m pretty sure he ate a hair tie earlier so I‘m really on edge about it, please wish us luck. Kittens, ugh.
If I imagine being high up and seeing our earth as a marble, would my views on life change?
We're mere specs of dust in the grand scheme of things, our life is a blink of an eye. The universe is vast and we have explored only a fraction of it. But exactly that, this rarity and fragility, it makes our lives seem so peculiar and special.
If you could see the earth from afar, what do you think you would feel or reflect on?