From Every Point, A Thousand Points of Divergence

Imagine if you could travel back in time and inhabit a younger version of yourself. Or relive a day until you got it right– like in Groundhog Day.

In order to be able to go back to a younger version of yourself, you would have to accept the possibility that you might change things dramatically about your life or you might not. I don’t know which would be easier or harder to accept.

What joyous moments would you relive? Just for the sake of reliving them.

What regrets would you try to redress?

Just a prompt to set folks thinking.