Today is the day that I again dreamt of the impossible.
W) Many times during work I daydream. Thinking of what I would rather be doing than sitting in a cubicle inputting data into never ending spreadsheets. Phone calls, meetings, the hub-bub of the office. There is something to be said for the dogged dedication given to a profession that pays the bills and supports our consumer-focused lifestyles….
S) But sometimes we want more. Sometimes our soul has a thirst for the unknown. To revel in the discovery of something new. In moments of our lives like this, we are occasionally given the opportunity to pursue higher education to quench that thirst. We are promised exciting new things that we will learn, interesting people we are sure to meet, and life experiences we will never regret. Yet often times we are met with overwhelmingly disappointing results and unfulfilled, broken dreams.
TT) So then we make another turn, now backed into a corner and captured with a desire to attempt the impossible: Going back in time to when things were better for us. To re-live the “good old days” when we had it all together. To turn back the clock and enjoy the blissful ignorance of our bumbling mistakes and wasted opportunities.
Many of us may have dreamt of Time Travel as a kid. Thinking of all the cool things that might exist in the future. Or even to go back and experience something from history. These are beautiful, pure, untainted dreams of the innocent. But later in life we are told those are unrealistic fantasies. We are told we need to grow up and face the real world.
Many of us may advance down the road of more Schooling. Tests, papers, projects and instructors overwhelm those who venture here. Then comes Work. Whatever career you managed to snag is either one, exactly what you dreamed it would be (good for you!), or two, some job you get stuck in that robs you of your time and energy, rubbing you the wrong way and making you want to apply somewhere else from day one.
And you see where the cycle of insanity lies:
Time Travel, School, Work —— Work, School, Time Travel.
Also, why do we desire this power to change time and erase something we barely understand? Forget all the crazy science needed to see that through, we would be eradicating moments of our lives that define us. Like it or not, we are human. We don’t posses that power. We can’t go back and fix our lowest low, nor can we return to bask in our highest high.
And upon further investigation, that’s a damn good thing.
We are who we are, because of who we were. We become new versions of ourselves all the time. We are like iPhones, always updating to v1.17, v1.18, v1.19… Why would we want to change those moments?
Who are we to say that we do not deserve to be who we are?
Every morning we open our eyes, we greet a new day. “Welcome to the beautiful heckin world, people.”
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