In the universe of probability, there are countless universes, and there are countless mes in them. Countless me, isolated and divided among countless forks of choice. But due to an accident, my consciousness was separated from linear time and could enter the bifurcated self after I was 27 years old. And at a certain qualitative change, I returned to the origin of the bifurcation at the age of 27 and walked into another me.
Intention: Taking a different path, I am still me.