March 28, 2014
Try as he might, Jose couldn't recreate yesterday's moment. He knew he did the same thing, but he was in another state of mind. Isn't the ability to recreate everything, down to who you were that moment, the essence of time travel? So I'm back here, in these woods, dreading the prep rally and the walk to the gym tomorrow. But at the same time, I'm present in these woods, full of excitement, feeling his body heat beside me after each gust of wind. It's not enough to just be in a past, not knowing what happens is also needed.