A mere second. Well two twelfths of a second is all it takes to see what is going on around me. A scene filled with tranquility. My parents smiling and whispering to each other in the corner. Words ignored by all for the sake of their privacy. My husband sat at the foot of the stairs, unable to resist the happiness of our family. His sweet attempt to not stare at the radiant sunspot of joy that is my new sister did not go unnoticed, though it confused Bella to no end. Rosalie and Emmett were upstairs talking, but the thing that held every person's attention was my niece dancing along behind me to help me organize the flowers.
Well, almost everyone's attention. I have so many more things to study in my spare seconds. I have endless possibilities.
Technically they aren't endless, but the finite number is too much for me to count, and by definition, choosing to count would affect how many there are. Strange isn't it? There was some scientist who once discovered that you could either observe an electron's position or measure it. That is what I do. Instead of measuring time I observe it. The choices we make are so intricately bound.
I sometimes wonder if people realize how many outcomes they end with a single word, glance, or even just a social tic. In some cases the changes are huge. I'm searching for Irina, Nessie's future, important events. On days like today my vision frustrates me. If wish I could see what choices cause the changes. Not what changes are wrought by choices. If I could just know which things are important. Maybe. Maybe I can prevent the dark future that is becoming ever more visible.
Perhaps If I could know what we are doing wrong, I would know how to save my family from their certain doom.