If I could go back and do something over it would be the end of my sanity. Ok, that's a funny way to start a post, but let's get deep and geeky. People have been obsessed with time travel since ancient times (wikipedia says the earliest recorded story relating time travel was written in 720 in Japan). These days Dr. Who seems to be the king to travel through time (and space!) but just about every sci-fi franchise has it's time travel moments, many of them being some of the most entertaining episodes. And many of them dealing with the time paradox in interesting ways. In Futurama the time machine just lands on top of alternative-timeline Frye; in Harry Potter they just have to avoid seeing yourself and all is well; in Stargate SG-1... well they just frak around with time every way possible. Some time-travel scenarios are better than others, both in believability and in not-totally-screwing-up-the-time-continuum-ness.
But I didn't start this post to talk about the fascinating topic of time paradoxes. As fun as that would be, I started this post with the intent of ignoring it completely. Because the point I want to make is that just having the ability to go back in time, no scratch that, to even think you might have the ability to go back in time and change something would drive the human mind absolutely insane. Well, at least my human mind. If I start to think abut it, even as a mental exercise, my crazy mind goes in circles, something like this:
Ok, I only get one thing, so I should pick something BIG like not dating my last boyfriend before my husband. Well wait, that could seriously impact the start of my relationship with my husband, so maybe not. Maybe something smaller, like somehow stopping myself from getting that concussion. But then I wouldn't know as much about concussions and might have not been able to mentor my girl who got one, and I wouldn't have started this blog and, and, and... Ok, thing smaller still, maybe stopping myself from drinking the janitor's Coke in 3rd grade, that was embarrassing. But that's so early who knows what random things it could change for better or worse. Ok, I know something recent and mundane, I'll actually say that clever thing I thought of saying 2 hours after talking to my sister. Oh my god, am I really going back in time just to make a kegels joke? I'm wasting time travel, I need to think of something bigger...
And if the proposition were real, that's how my mind would cycle, on and on, forever and ever. And that's why if I could go back and do something over... I wouldn't. You can't make me. Because great things come after terrible things. And terrible things make us who we are. I'm not saying this is true for everybody. Some people might really want to change something. But for me, I think the temptation to change the past would be like opening a family size bag of potato chips. You can't have just one, and you'll probably eventually regret having any at all.