The fascination of time travel is being able to change something that’s already happened. But why do I assume I could change it for the better?
What if I went to Dallas in 1963 and kept the president from being shot. Seems like that would be a good thing, right? Nothing against JFK, but what if allowing him to live somehow made the world a worse place? (Just asking, not asserting.)
Closer to home, what if I went back to high school and asked out that girl I admired from afar? What if she said, “Yes, I’ll go out with you.” I can’t imagine how that might have negative repercussions on my life today, but it might.
What about in college? I remember meeting this girl in San Marcus. Pretty red hair. Even had the nerve to talk to her. Got her phone number. Lost it. What if I had called her and asked her out? No biggie, you’re thinking? That was one month before I met my wife. If I had gone out with her, might have been still going out with her a month later and never asked my wife out. Life would really be different.
It’s probably just as well that I can’t change the past.
Ha, that’s actually a really good suggestion. Thanks so much for this!