Michelle sent me this story today — a scene in an old film shows a woman talking on what seems to be a cell phone nearly 50 years before their invention. Though it’s highly unlikely, watching the scene gives one an eerie feeling. I’ve always had a fascination with the idea of time travel. I loved “Back to the Future” and of course “Bill and Ted’s Excellent Adventure” when I was kid. As of late, “The Time Traveler’s Wife” was a thrill to read and watch on film.

Our ability to process life is so limited because we are here for such a short period of time. It’s unfathomable that people have been living and dying for hundreds of thousands of years. Billions of lifetimes come and gone without ever knowing who they were. To think we might go back and meet humans of another era is absolutely thrilling. Also, from what I’ve read, scientifically impossible in any way at this point. Perhaps hundreds of years down the road, short time travel could be feasible — but to jump decades or more seems ridiculous.

Time, who remains VERY skeptical, featured the top 10 time travel movies in dedication to this finding. I found one I haven’t seen that is now on my list — “Peggy Sue Got Married.” Netflix better have it!

Time also gave us the short-version of the science on the possibility of time travel. Says the expert:

The energy necessary to create a wormhole or to wrap time into nuts is incredible. It’s not for us. It’s maybe for our descendants who have mastered the energy of this technology. So if one day, somebody knocks on your door and claims to be your great great great great granddaughter, don’t slam the door.

The weird part is that I had a dream last night that I traveled back in time 10 years to hang out with my Aunt Andrea. After talking to her for a few minutes, I asked her, “Don’t you think it’s weird that I look 10 years older than I am?” She said yes, but that she didn’t want to be rude. I suppose I don’t look that much different than my 19-year old self but…it was a strange dream to have.

When I was younger, I always envisioned traveling back to the 70s to see if I could befriend my parents. I pictures them with their long, shaggy hair ditching class in the Bloomington North parking lot — riding away on my Dad’s motorcycle. I always thought my Mom and I probably wouldn’t have been friends — she would probably thought I was too preppy or something (What do you say, Mom?) Or I’d go back to the 80s and watch myself growing up — see how I became who I am. What experiences have I forgotten? So many little things happened yet we can only remember so much. To think about going back to watch my sisters and I when we were little. It makes me sad that we only have a few precious years on video — and they were not my cutest years (but they were Shelby’s!) I sort of envy people that have taken care to video tape a lot of things. I’ve got almost nothing of my life on video — but it’s so cool to go back and watch it when you do. Well, now all I want to do is go home and break out the VCR (um, do we still have one?) and watch home videos. There are a few videos from way back in the 50s I have seen — with my Grandma and Grandpa before they were married. Now those are insane to watch. It’s almost unbelievable how time goes by, how youth fades so quickly.

I guess if someone knocks on my door saying they are my great great great great granddaughter, I will listen to what they have to say 🙂 Here’s the clip that sparked this long ramble of a blog post:

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