When I bought egg-filled pancakes, why didn't the store look at my thin figure and add a free egg for me?
Why couldn't my boss see the tired look on my face when he handed me the copy?
Why can't I hear the umhhhhhhhhh out of my mouth when my friends complain about life to me? It's a sign of impatience;
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Today is this life. Before every choice, can we go back to the past and make a new choice?
If so, wouldn't we have to repeat today's life again?