Have you ever dreamed of being able to go back through time and be able to relive your life while still retaining whatever knowledge or memories that you have of the present?
Think of it, if this is a possibility, then you could live your life and rearrange it so that you won’t commit the same mistakes, you’d be able to breeze through school and ace every exam, you could even invest in stocks or bet on things knowing what the outcome would be beforehand (Ha!). But I think one of the most important benefits of this is that you could avoid all of love’s heartaches and pitfalls.
I remember that, in the past, I’d usually daydream of being able to go back through time, and, armed with a list of all the women that I have loved and crossed paths with, and of those who broke my heart, and of those whom I should have avoided in the first place, and of knowing who my one true love is – Conne, who else? – I realize that I could skip through it all and immediately seek her out instead.
Yes, that would have been the ideal scenario. But then it occurred to me, if turning back time was a possibility, then what would happen to the most important person that Conne and I cherish? What would happen to CJ, our son? Even if we did hook up again, there’s no guarantee of CJ being born again, is there? No, we definitely can’t risk that.
And so, for me at least, turning back time is no longer an option. I’ll have to leave the daydream and time travel stuff to bachelors, and simply thank all the girls I’ve loved before for showing me the way to Conne’s heart.