With our daydreams racing at Indy 500 speeds, we imagine ourselves in any number of scenarios, of occurrences, of lives. At one moment, we are captains of the sea; at another, titans of industry. We are saviors of damsels – nay, of nations.
Most of these imagined deeds will go unrealized. Even if we possessed such powers, we do not have the time to act all of these roles. In reality, we are lucky to enact some shadowed image of a few, of one.
Choose well.