Prompt 067: Different Life Scenarios
67. How might your evening routine change given the following situations: living alone, married, raising twin infants, and during vacation?
I'm not a believer of time travel, but as far as fringe theories go, belief in the plausibility of alternate dimensions is strong within me. As it happens, I probably convinced myself only recently, when I finally had a chance to see the film -Donnie Darko-. In that film, alternate dimensions begin to intersect at odd times, centering around a series of coincidences and pivotal events in Donnie's life. It struck such a chord within me upon seeing it that I consider it now one of my top five favourite films. It's in the dubiously lofty company of -The Big Lebowski-, -Paris, Texas-, -Fear & Loathing in Las Vegas-, and Tarkovsky's -Solaris-. These are my current top five.
Alternate dimensions are interesting and entertaining to consider. In most popular literature and thought, there's a notion of a pivotal or significant event occurring within a person's life, or in the timeline of a society. From there, once a determination is reached, what we know as our current reality or existence hits a "branching point." Our existence continues as per usual, with no disruptions, and we deal with the current situation. Meanwhile, there is another reality (at least one more, I suppose), where another dimension has been established, different from the reality we know only from the outcome of that pivotal event being different. As one might expect "if only things were different," life for an individual from that pivotal event onward is by degrees strikingly different from our current ascribed reality.
Meanwhile, within that alternate dimension, the individual is experiencing that as their primary reality, and what -we- know as our primary reality is the alternate to the alternate reality. Dig? That which is an alternate dimension to me is the primary reality of my alternate self, and vice versa.
It's with this in mind that I approach thought experiments like these... "What would life be like if...?" True to form (or perhaps it's the human tendency to be optimistic about one's own circumstances), I typically think of these alternate situations as lesser-than what I'm experiencing within my life nowadays. Because you know, something better than what I have now is just "too unrealistic," and besides that it would acknowledge that I lack the power over my own destiny: to make decisions for the betterment of myself; that chaos and randomness can dash my carefully-laid out plans no matter how much preparation I endure. Even when I was hit by a car while riding my bike, and my life was turned upside down, I constantly assuaged my dissatisfaction with the mantra, "It could have been worse." So it goes.
Lemme take a look at these different situations and jot down a few notes. For the record though, I sometimes find it much more dreadfully boring talking about myself instead of interesting ideas such as alternate dimensions. I'd like to promote the idea of "anti-myopia," if that's even a thing. So here goes.
Hey this is me right now (unless you count roommates, which in this context I necessarily don't). No surprises here. While I've been living alone (for this stretch, since about 2015), I've lived in a handful of different homes, dated a handful of different women, and had a myriad of uplifting and dreadful experiences and encounters. All could be considered pivotal events to scatter off a multitude of alternative dimensions in which life - or the lack of it - would be drastically different than what I experienced, or currently experience.
I was married for a time. A woman and I married while I was still in college. We married when I was 21, and divorced when I was 23. I look back at that as just a big, expensive learning experience. She was the first other person I had sex with, and apparently I was really hung up on that idea. Largely because of that fact, I thought she was going to be the person I'd spend the rest of my life with. Hoo boy... Like I said: a learning experience.
Will I be married again? I'm not opposed to the idea, but neither am I enamored with it. If I ever marry again, it will be for a damn good reason.
RAISING TWIN INFANTS
My brother and his wife recently did this. As far as rearing children is concerned, I can't think of a scenario more debilitating, more enervating, more destructive to my self than raising multiple children at once. This is beside the fact that the woman birthing the children puts her life at risk to bring them into the world, and faces a future that could possibly mean her body is crippled for the rest of her life, or injured for a significant part of it (while trying to raise the children, no less), or she could actually die due to complications from the pregnancy or delivery.
Most of my reasons for never, ever wanting to sire children revolve around the fact that the woman is placed in the path of direct harm when it comes to everything about the pregnancy. The other portion of my motivation to never make kids is that the kids would be brought into -this- world. It's not a good place for life itself, let alone humanity. I finally had a vasectomy when I turned 32, and consider it a "birthday gift to myself." No regrets there, whatsoever.
I've written about this previously. To sum up: it's my vacation, I do anything I want, and I love every minute of it. That's about it.
The future is unwritten. Humans, being too smart for their own good, will always be plagued with doubt about whether or not they made the right decision. So there will be no end to the questions of, "What if...?" That's pretty much baked into the cake that is Life Itself, probably just as certain "as death and taxes."