[ WP ] You spend your whole life creating a time machine so you can fix something trivial .

50 years, had it been so long now? Completely devoted to a single purpose. Friends, none, they would serve only to distract me. A family? There was no time for one. All my energy, all my consciousness had to be focused into this. 
 
 
 The day had finally come. I was afraid it might never. Always so close, yet the final piece laid mystery to me for so long. Now that it was revealed to me, it seemed so simple. The human race had no idea how close they were to it's discovery. If only they knew to look for it. But maybe their ignorance was for the best. 
 
 
 So young and irresponsible. I never kept track of anything, be it possessions or time. Stepping in to the machine, I had to give myself ample time. I was searching for one moment in an ocean of time. But I did have one advantage. I knew what I was looking for, and where I could find it. I just did n't know when. If only the national archive's had n't been torn down in favor of that new Kwik-E-Mart. 
 
 
 1998, That would be sufficient. Suddenly the world around me grew bright. It seemed to twist and squirm around me. Then everything went dark. 
 
 
 `` Hey man, you alright?'' 
 
 
 My eyes open. A man in a red vest was shaking my shoulder. On his vest was stitched *Jonestown Cinema*. `` Can I get an application?'' 
 
 
 4 years would go by while I worked at the cinema. Always waiting. I took as many shifts as I could. I did n't want to miss it. I did n't want to have wasted all this time. One day I saw them. A man and his young son. They came up to the booth and the gentlemen spoke. `` Two tickets for....'' 
 
 
 It was not yet time. I handed them their tickets and continued waiting. 5 more years would pass. I would see the man and his son occasionally. I was always hopeful that the day had would come, so far it had eluded me. 
 
 
 Finally, the day was near. I had seen it in the newspaper. It was only a matter of time now. I worked late into the night. My anticipation had given me endless energy. The manager insisted that I go home but I refused her. 
 
 I continued through the night. Finally, there they were. The man and his son. Both older than the first time I'd seen them. So much pain to be undone. All those horrible memories, now to be erased. They arrived at my booth. `` Two tickets to Norbit please.'' 
 
 
 `` Sold out.'' 
 
 
 
 

