Aside from the obvious assassination plots it would incur, I’m mostly glad we can’t travel back or forward in time so that 20-year-old me has no chance of seeing 30-year-old me–hanging out in her windowless, middle-sandwich bedroom in a railroad share with exactly 3 pieces of furniture to her name, drinking 2 buck Chuck from a mug cribbed from a former workplace, doing some ironing on a Tuesday night–and asking her: What the hell have you been doing all these years???
Pulling off a successful life do-over requires the utmost in Faking skills. The art of Faking is all about quelling panic and pushing through the suspicion that everyone, everywhere knows you have no idea what you’re doing. So say we all.*
*Part of this life-restart involves me sometimes sitting at home streaming Battlestar Gallactica for hours at a time. So say we ALL.
Hope EE
Streaming Doctor Who also works really well for that if you can get past how hokey the first couple episodes of season 1 are.
Comment by Jayel Draco — June 15, 2011 @ 3:24 pm |
A glas can simultaneously be half-full and half-empty. Consider other perspectives, e.g. that “young you” sees your current situation, is scared, and starts doing things differently—leading to “now you” having a better life. Alternatively, you could send a few hints along, e.g. “avoid employer X” or “do not date Y”.
Comment by michaeleriksson — June 19, 2011 @ 1:34 pm |
Hmm, while I see this logic… neither young nor old me have ever been ones to take advice. Even from qualified sources. Heh. This being said, this transition I’m whinging through is not a bad thing. In fact, it’s kind of the best thing I’ve ever done. And everything I’ve done up till now has led me here. I just wouldn’t want to scare young me by the surface appearance.
Comment by Hope EE — June 20, 2011 @ 5:32 am |