Brad Reputation

Some days, New York City feels surreal. All of this originated from a single-celled organism. [head asplode]

Some days, I feel surreal. I am a living human being. This is my body.

Science Fiction Idea: What if fetuses decided whether or not to be aborted? Carriers have no say. If you get pregnant, your fetus decides whether it wants you as a mother. My body, its choice. Unprotected sex becomes high stakes gambling. Murders of babies, who are undeniably human, rise.

While content with my life, I harbour a shipping container of regrets, some that I desperately wish I could go back in time and change.

Some nights, I fall asleep wondering what could have been.

Book Idea: My life as a "choose your own adventure" – an autobiography with hypothetical narratives branching off.

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