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?