October 13, 2016

I was watching a movie about time travel on the television with my dad. The protagonist could travel back and forth throughout time however they wanted but couldn’t remember things they didn’t experience firsthand. The only way they were able to alter their future was by telling other people information.

At this point, my grandma walked into the living room and asked what we were watching. She couldn’t understand it since the movie was in English. We had just gotten to the climax in the movie where the protagonist is standing by a red car on a snowy street and realizing for the first time that he had been walking among and talking to multiple versions of himself from different timelines.

“Bullshit!” I yelled, just as the channel tuned out for a commercial break. My father told me not watch too much TV because it was addicting.

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I had gathered personal information of someone who had targeted us in the past. “What are you to do with it?” someone asked. I told them, “I don’t know” as I stared at the document on my computer with pages upon pages of information of this man that I have never seen in person. The most malicious thing I could come up with at the moment was to subscribe their e-mail address to a bunch of spam mailing lists.