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

My entire life I studied. Physics, Quantum Physics, and every single math and science there was all for the sake of building a time machine. I have achieved said goal. I stand here now at the precipice of change. My computer runs multiple calculations every second, each one reading no error. I feel a euphoria clinging to my chest and face as I sigh. I undress. Adding calculations for clothes would be unnecessary. 
 
 I take a step into the circular recess. I close my eyes and revel in a sensation similar to one would experience when feeling the warmth of the sun after exiting a cold building. When I open them again, I am back in my old body, my current conscience replacing my past self's one. Highly unexpected. I am sitting in my chair and a jingling door opens up behind me. 
 
 A little girl, my little girl, steps in timidly. `` Are you busy today too?'' She asks though she seems to already know the answer. 
 
 My throat tightens. I used to think playing with her was a trivial thing. But many years into the future I would know how terrible that line of thinking was. 
 
 `` No. I'm not.'' I barely manage. `` What do you want to play?'' She looks up and jumps for joy. She does n't even say anything as she grabs my hand and leads me. The door closes and I am happy.
