Existential thoughts

When i look to the sky, into the endless stars and galaxy's, i remember a theory abput the universe i heard a while back: "If the universe is trully infinite, it means that if you go far enough, eventually, you will find a perfect copy of yourself, who has the same face, voice, clothes, thoughts, and who had the same life as you did".

So when i feel alone, like what im feeeling could never be 100% transcribed into words, I look to the stars, i smile and wave to the sky. Cause maybe, just maybe, somewhere out there, my clone is going throught the same things as me, and is waving back.

Kinda funny to think about, huh