“I would never claim to be omniscient,” he laughed. “Nor, would I ever want to be. That, I fear, would be a terrible burden to bear. There is a degree of merit to the phrase, ignorance is bliss.” This was a delightful change to his evening plans. Not that he'd really had anything planned.
But sometimes, something as simple as enjoying dinner with an old friend was all that was needed to bring a renewed calm to the day. “After all, omniscience would mean that we never revisit old paths as if they were new, finding forks there that were not present before.”