When I was younger used to wish I could go to the future. I wanted to know what was going to happen. When was I going to die? How was I going to leave this beautiful world? Would I grow up to be a soldier or would I grow up to be a rock star? I wanted a time machine to tell me my entire life. I wanted what every other kid wanted, the future. As I grew older I wanted to go back in time to the past. I wanted to relive the happiest moments of my life and recreate the worst ones. I wanted to keep experiencing the first time I laid my eyes on a teddy bear, my fifth birthday party, and the time my dad came home for good. I wanted to see happiness with the most innocent eyes. I wanted the past to become the future. When someone asks you if you would rather go back in time or if you would rather travel to the future, would you say past or future? Would you rather relive old memories or seek new happiness? Let’s say a friend answers they want to revisit the past. Why? It seems foolis