For those of you who are paying attention, even if you're either pretending not to, or waiting for the moment to happen (crows... I see you waiting there. You can't expect me to choose when I have no idea what or who I'm looking at).
At this rate, you'll all decide that my 'indecisiveness' is a reason that I don't deserve what is so rightfully mine.
On the night that I was born, October 26th, 1996, and in the same minute, 2:57 P.M., and indeed in the same hospital (The community hospital in downtown Fresno, in California of the United States of America) six women were also born.
I find this to be a detail of absolute supreme significance, and I have never searched for those women, though perhaps I should.