Entangled
I’m still in my book with my quantum theories and now I'm in the multiverse phase which implies, almost in comic book fashion, that nothing happens until it's observed and all possible outcomes in all possible combinations exist in their own universes and there’s more to it than that from a physics standpoint because there’s something about a wave not collapsing that I don’t totally get.
But it got me thinking about my own life and all the people I know and how each of them is doing their own thing and I have no idea what that thing is, so the only time I know we exist together in my universe is when we’re actually together, and the rest of the time they’re just memories or hints of things with potential.
And it’s further complicated by the idea of entanglement which says that when one system interacts with another system the two systems have to be considered as a whole even though they might be separated, and that feels weird although it sounds suspiciously like empathy in the human realm, where I can understand that I’ve got friends and they’re out there doing things and I can understand how they’re feeling to a degree even though I’ve never personally endured what they’re doing or feeling, but we’re entangled, connected in quantum ways, and without knowing why, I know what that other person knows, and I could really use a physicist right now.