Late last spring (maybe early summer?), I bought a basil plant from the supermarket. I split it into two pots and put one outside and kept one in the green house. Amazingly, they are both still alive:
Look at those leaves, though! If you showed me just those leaves, I'd think they were two different varietals of basil! But they are the exact same plant - only the one outside had to deal with the rain and wind and direct sunlight. The outside leaves are thicker, more crinkled and a darker shade of green.
If there's no metaphor lurking in this post for you, then maybe you should split yourself into two and go down two different pathways in life...
Now I'm thinking about Quantum Mechanics (many worlds interpretation) and Robert Frost (paths in the woods) and William Blake (grains of sand) and wondering about the aromatics of these two different-but-same leaves...
Sometimes people ask me what I'm thinking about when I'm just sitting around - looking pensive and not really doing anything. Well, sometimes I'm just thinking about basil!