Have you ever wanted to travel back in time to watch yourself and your family enjoy a better time than yours?
My life rapidly went spiraling downhill after the year 2000, ending a three-year period of utter ecstasy that, for me, defined the 90s. Since then this whole damn century has been one heartbreak after another.
To sum it up, when I die, I don't want to go to any sort of Heaven. I want to go to the 90s...
I don't care if the technology or the cars suck, I want to go back there to reconnect with the people as I knew them then. Whether or not I interfere with the timeline doesn't matter, I at least want to witness all the moments of joy and happiness together. I crave the little nuances that made the 90s the 90s for me. And I think that, to see it all happen again, even as a detached outside observer, would be deeply fulfilling.
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