Oh How I Wish I Had a Time Machine
Time machines have been the subject of many books and films over the years, and unfortunately no one has been able to prove in real life that time travel actually does exist, or is even remotely possible. That’s a shame, isn’t it?
Let’s just ignore lack of evidence for a moment and say that it were possible to travel backward or forward in time, where would you go? What would you do? Who would you want to meet on your journey? Would you ever come back to the present?
If I had access to a time machine, I would definitely go back to the 1920s at the beginning of the decade. I’ve always felt that I was thrown into the late 20th century by accident, and I don’t fit in with the young 21st century at all. The attitude and style of the 1920s fits who I am. I admit, though, that at
34 29 I am a bit older than the typical flapper was back then, but who cares? I’d still love to be in New York City rubbing elbows with F. Scott Fitzgerald.
My time machine would be used only for my amusement; I’m not ambitious enough to save the world from this, that, and what have you unless, of course, God takes that much-needed day off and lets me take over for a while. I might change my mind if I got chance to be Angie Almighty.
I’d come back to the 21st century for a visit every now and again, but I’d spend most of my time back in the 1920s. I wouldn’t mind that I’d be without many of the modern conveniences, such as television, the internet, cell phones, and modern air-conditioning. If I really needed any of those things at any time, I’d just hop into my time machine and come back here to use them. And, naturally, if I became seriously ill, I’d take modern medicine over medicine in the 1920s.
Please let me know what you think about this topic. If you had the opportunity to go back in time, is there anyone or anything you would change? Or would you be more like me, going back just because it’d be really cool to live in an era you admire?