I wish time machines existed. Don’t you? We could visit those precious moments in life that we hold dearest, those moments that changed us for the better, and even the moments we no longer remember. I would give a lot some days to go back to those moments.
I come across a lot of quotes on life lessons and advice, and they never speak too fondly of the past. The past, as so many of us have been taught, is something that we should turn our backs on and forget.
But I refuse to do so.
My past is colourful. It had it’s brightest shades of pink and yellow and the darkest holes of black. I’ve been hurt and loved and cheered for and dumped on and broken hearted and depressed and joyful all at once sometimes. But even in all of those moments of despair and doubt and black came some of the best parts of me.
I am growing up and getting older and some may say more wise, but I refuse to turn my back on these precious moments in time. Without these moments, I wouldn’t be where I am today.
If time machines existed, I would love to travel back. I would love to revisit the pink and yellow and black. I wonder, would I leave things the same? Or are there things I would change? I’m sure there are. And maybe its best that time machines don’t exist for that reason.
So instead, I travel back in my thoughts to all those shades of the rainbow and play them back with caution and care so that I will always remember how I came to be.
You should try it, too.