I am looking so forward to not going to work tomorrow. I really need to plan out when my vacation will be...

No, the pool isn't open, but I can see they've done a lot of work on it, so they're just waiting for the Metro inspection, which they said could come at anytime...

It's finally warm enough where the pool would be bearable to swim in. It has been a chilly May otherwise here in Tennessee.

Time rushing on, rushing on...in a few years, Brian in college, in a few decades, me in retirement...time like a stream, faster and faster, becoming a rapids...

Finally becoming a waterfall, rushing down and down...

Into oblivion.

(I think something more...Infinity, rather than oblivion...but it's a matter of faith.)

You can't fight against the current, you can just go with the flow and enjoy the sights...while you can...

T.H. White took the prophesizing of Merlin and porposed that Merlin was moving backwards in time, growing younger the later the century was, and "remembering" only the future, not the past...

That's a little different from time travel---reversing the direction of flow of time. From the viewpoint of a man travelling backwards, following a negative flow of time, scrambled eggs would combine and become whole eggs, and then return to hens...

Can you reverse time? It's never been observed, and there have been careful experiments to see if it can happen in time...

If you can reverse time, can you take the memory with you? Or would you lose the knowledge you have, becoming a blank slate?

Can one be at the brink of the "waterfall"---at the edge of death---and some physics experiment take place and and you go back, and stop at a day you want---your honeymoon, your first kiss, your first view of a baby boy long gone...

Would you then be stuck in a loop...taken to the edge of the waterfall again and again, only to be returned to that day again, to lose the boy again that you long to see...?

To relive the days you choose. Would such a treatment, even if it was possible, be a blessing---or a curse?

It would be immortality, of a sort. Yet an immortality that would be living the same life over and over...

*Shuddering* No, thanks.

Yet, I could want to revisit a few days...

A walk through the Rockies.

A religious experience when I was a teenager.

My first week with Barb, while dating.

Our honeymoon.

Playing with Jamie when he was young and not haunted by the knowledge of his own difference, that he was autistic and most people weren't.

I would love to take certain days and revisit them, for a time, to see them again...

Yet more likely some would turn it into a punishment---making a murderer relive his crime over and over, or the abuse that led him to that crime.

Again. And again. And again.

(I can apply that to my own life. Eigth grade. My suicide and the depression/mental illness that followed it. The loss of my nephew, the loss of my father-in-law, and the last moments of Jamie. No sadist could make a worse torment for me to flash through those moments, again and again and again...)

Time is not ours to play with, and from the lack of evidence of time travellers, probably will never be.

Maybe it's just as well.

Better to go down the stream of time---better to be caught in the rapids---better even to go rushing down the waterfall called death, screaming all the while...

Then to be caught in our own past, in an endless loop.

I would pick just a few days to relive, if I could...

Yet I don't think humanity, at least, will ever be able to tame and dam that stream.