Thinking in longer stretches keeps bringing me back to the question of what really holds a life together over time, and to the core premise of The Midnight Library.
I keep returning to a simple question: what is your harness over time? What is the thing that holds your choices, identity, and motion together when you stop thinking in days and start thinking in years?
Whenever I zoom out into longer chunks, I somehow get driven back to the core premise of The Midnight Library. The book stays with me because it makes you confront the parallel lives that could have existed, and the strange tension between possibility and commitment.
Maybe the harness is not certainty but coherence. Not the ability to optimize every branch, but the ability to live one branch deeply enough that it becomes yours. Over time, that may matter more than the fantasy of having chosen perfectly.