Every time that I've survived an event - a fall on the hills, a near car crash, hospital operations.... I think that...
I am still walking and that yet another of my potential timelines has been terminated.
Even wee incidents (when I am alert to them) I get a whiff of.... Wow! What if...?
And then I mosey on down this timeline.
I won't mind when it stops, as so many others of me have not been around to enjoy all of this, so far.