Sometimes I look at my own life through the eyes of a spectator. I can feel the choices that I've made changed my destiny.
What if those weren't the decisions I ever made? Wouldn't I be in different scenarios? Would it always be the same in near future? Is it going to be alright at the end? And what if not?
And it occurs that what if I were given a second chance, will I still make the same choices? Will I fall in love with the same girl? Will I still be making those same silly mistakes? Will I be any different?
But the curtain drops.
And again someday I find myself lost watching over the things I did. The things that mattered. The things that changed my destiny.