I have thirty pills.
"This is a ROUND WHITE PILL with (LOGO) 35 printed on the front"
It should have been ten.
See, what you're missing here is that it all started with the birth of time:
From discrepancies in the fluid universe, tiny things joined by chance,
and it was by chance that together they then recruited their own tiny things.
And as the string of accidents grew inumerable spiderwebbing universes from each of its gnarled twigs,
Only one twined into a rope; the only one to come to fruition.
This is the rope that put those thirty pills in the bottle clearly labeled "2 MG, QTY: 10 EA."
The first deviation from a uniform sheet of spacetime
Is the most recent common ancestor of all happenings thereafter. Including the fact that now
I have thirty pills.