Time machine, o time machine, where for art thou time machine?
Just like that.
If it were just that easy. Children’s books make it all look so simple. You are little kittens-you loose your mittens-its all fine in the end. Green eggs and ham turn out to be delicious. Bananas Gorilla is exonerated and was guiltless of stealing the bananas.
I want endless days stretched out in front of me with a clear path to choose and the future foretold so I know how many pairs of underwear I am going to need.
Or a time machine.
Really, I am not picky.