Time, time, time
If you found a time machine and could go back to any day or year in your life, or era/event in history, what would it be? I had a friend who explained her ideas on time travel to me back in high school, that years are like layers of an onion and someday we might access the inner rings. Or maybe time is like a movie always playing, and someday we might find a way to access each event with a remote control. We could rewind, watch, pause, then fast forward back to present day.
I would go back to the first year or two that my daughter was born. It was such a beautiful time. The feel of her in my arms, the soft feathers of her hair, her smile, her cooing, the smell of powder and milk and baby lotion. She was a smiley, happy baby in my arms and I loved every minute of her infancy. I'd visit the time my son was a baby as well, but if I had to choose, I'd choose Julia's because she was my first. Sorry Liam!
For events outside of my own personal life, I would visit the 70's (of course) and just hang around all the groovy people in a small town somewhere. Maybe just a day. See if I can get invited to a party, go to a bar, go shop at some old grocery store with all the products and their vintage packaging, read a newspaper, drive around in some old Dodge or something, talk to strangers . . . I'd go to an old department store and get decked out in all the crazy clothes, hair, makeup. I'd go to a rock concert. It would be hard planning it so that all the things I wanted to happen could happen in one area and in twenty-four hours, but it would be a blast! If you don't hear from me in a week or two, you know where I am baby!
I'd also visit the 50's. Aside from a few major flaws in society (like sexism and racism) the 50's were full of an optimistic viewpoint that is almost divine. The war was over, life was getting good. Food was a-plenty, music was everywhere. You could smoke, drink, wear bright red lipstick, drive a huge car, which, by the way, you didn't have to fill up yourself. Pollock was king, movies were cheap . . . A kid could walk not only down the street, but through the town, all by him or herself without fear. Jimmy Stewart was still around. I love Jimmy Stewart.
Let's see . . . I'd spend five minutes in these times: the ice age, the prehistoric age, the Sermon on the Mount, American Victoria, the wild west, my teenage years (shudder) . . . and many more!
What about you?