Many years ago, I was on my way to a planet in a galaxy far, far away.  I stopped off on Earth to use the washroom.  And then?  And then?  And then?  And then I got distracted, and I have been getting distracted ever since.

I never got around to leaving Earth to continue on my journey to a planet in a galaxy far, far away.  Each time I would get ready to leave Earth, I would get distracted.

My life on Earth has been, and still is, one giant distraction.

What would my life be like if I had not stopped off on Earth, many years ago, to use the washroom?