Rabbitholes of Reminiscent Tomorrows

Can a choice ever be a right one? Or will it open a door to a different dimension entirely? I enjoy jotting down the occasional (and increasingly frequent) random strands of thoughts. As such, Ive decided to pen down said strands into a branching fictional narrative that spans numerous scenarios from dubious daydreams, to not-so-intrepid interstellar forays, to even different planes of existence, just to name a few. If I had to describe it, what I write are the accounts of numerous strolls down convoluted corridors sprawling through the endless mental expanse of what I believe is my mind or it...