Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more: it is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
-- Macbeth, Act 5, Scene 5
I would go forward 26 years to my 100th birthday. Hope to have lots of great-grandchildren at my party.
ReplyDeleteBirth and do it all over but different.
ReplyDeleteBack to when my parent were alive. We'd have a far better visit now then we did then.
ReplyDeleteHave a fabulous day and week. ♥
I am going to copy Sandee's answer!
ReplyDeleteInto the future. I'm curious if we will have one.
ReplyDeleteI never contemplate time travel, it seems fraught with danger haha.
ReplyDeleteForward just a couple of years to see if that war has finished and the Ukrainian people are safely home and happy, with Russia also being peaceful.
ReplyDeleteTo have a long chat with Jesus, although i'd have to learn Hebrew first.
ReplyDeleteThe future requires too much faith. The past lacks the embroideries of memory. I'll just stay here.
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