If you could turn back time, would you?

Regret would probably be the first thing that comes to mind with such a title. Then there’s the curious what-if that would have peeked through the blank wonder we have no idea of. How many forks along the timeline would you have reviewed? Do you think changing one of them would have stopped you from dying your hair red today? Or by choosing to go with the salad instead of the steak, think your waistline would still be attractive? I wish I could turn back time, but not to change things. I wanna go back in time to find those happy places and loop myself in a limbo of pure worry-free contentment. And rot in its bowels, as far away from what hurts today as possible. Coincidentally, if I cannot travel back in time, I would like to fast-forward the trying moments that are ongoing. Move forward to the outcome, live the result, melt away the experience. Right now, I’d say I’m weakest with wiling the time away. I wish existence wasn’t a linear trap we’re forced to live out. Maybe phasing in and out of the past or the future isn’t the answer. Sometimes, I think there’s no answer as we are forced to spend time throughout the now. Maybe a time-out would be a better offset. Sometimes when I sleep, I’d sleep so hard I’d wake up and the sad things are over. Then there are days I’d sleep, so hard, and wish I’d never have to wake up. Goodnight.