They had wanted to break him.
They wished him to fall.
Like Schrodinger’s cat‘s precarious fate
finally made certain by mere observation,
it was as if when he found out
what others had thought of him,
his wave function collapsed.
And though it might have gone either way,
it went the way of blood.
Who would have foreseen this?
I love to read and write. Professionally, data science, technology, and sales ops are my thing. In my non-professional life, I aspire quite simply to be a good person, and encourage others to do the same. For those who care, I test as INFJ in the MBTI.