Friday, August 23, 2013
I'm traveling into the future every day . . . and it still is an amazing ride . . . though the ride is without contrivance or mechanical assistance. The old-fashioned way . . . one heartbeat at a time.
Delorean for sale, however.
Traveling into the past has become too dangerous. If I foolishly changed my past in an attempt to make it better . . . to make it more like I wanted it to be . . . more like I thought it ought to be . . . . .
Helping an incompetent God needing some Bruce Almighty assistance from John D. Bain.
If I never met Terri, if Charise were never born, if she grew up somewhere else and never met Brian . . . . if Addison and Avery were never born.
Delorean for sale.
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