In nature,we can see discrete math everywhere. The Fibonacci sequence shows us beautiful sea shells. We can find the more complex maths when we look at the fractal representation that is a fern. The links between quantum mechanics and math most closely resemble probability, and the human brain isn't wired to intuitively grasp and recognize probability. The Monty Hall problem is a clear example. Will it take an evolution in perception to see quantum principles around us? Perhaps. Perhaps not.

A quantum of life.

There are only two possibilities: yes or no. She answered yes and our trajectories became parallel.

Five years later, there are only two possibilities: yes or no. She answered yes again, and then occurred a happy superposition of one became two and two became one. A happy coexistence in both states.

Again, five years further in the future, there were only two possibilities: yes or no. She answered yes and we rolled the dice with The Fates, Allah, Jehovah, and Yahweh. On a cold March evening, we came up lucky. 27 months later, on the celebratory anniversary of the second Yes, we rolled the dice again and the universe smiled, again.

8 years later, while 42 miles aways, I called in the middle of the day. It wasn't something I did, mostly out of habit. (When bodies are at rest, it's best not to disturb.). It was a premonition. It was spooky communication. I knew there was a problem. I called and realized I was immediately needed. 42 miles had never taken so long to travel.

A phone call may work at close to the speed of light, but my car does not. Time seemed to speed on while I moved with glacial progress, regardless of velocity. I know in my mind that the opposite is true regardless of the infinitesimal effect, but the heart perceives differently.

Eventually, I arrived. I'd love to say I saved the day, I didn't. She had already done that in the time it took me to show up. I was left with ensuring that the problem was never repeated (mostly with verbal threats and physical intimidation). It was never repeated. Upon leaving for home, I found some solace in the thought that some entanglements are beneficial.

Time slips by, whether we observe it or not. 28 years after that first binary choice, after one became two and and two became one and later became four, there are never only two possibilities: yes or no. Blame it on the sexes, blame it on free will. Blame it on philosophy, or physics, or a cat in a box or a new way to see the world. For every question I pose, there are only three possible answers: yes, no, and yesno.

Welcome to the new quantum world. Sanity lies in just going with it.