sometimes when i'm sitting there i think about time

and about what life would be like if time went forwards and backwards.
if it were a glitchy, short-circuited thing that jumped and twitched and would sometimes work right but sometimes flip and send you back exactly to where you came from.

so i sit there, and i think about all the implications of that.
you'd relive some of the best days of your life, most likely also some of the worst. but you wouldn't be so scared of birthdays because you might have your 40th ten times over and someday be 20 again anyway. you could make decisions flippantly knowing that you might have a chance to make them over. it'd be easier to come to terms with the thought of losing somebody because you would most absolutely get them back at some point.

and then i think: what if you sneezed, and then time went backwards, to the beginning of your sneeze, and then forwards again--to the end of your sneeze--and then it got stuck in this loop and you just spent the whole rest of eternity sneezing?

that would be the ratsiest thing ever.

once somebody told me that if you lick the roof of your mouth right before you sneeze, your body will forget what it was about to do and stop in its tracks. that's right, i have the cure for sneeze. and it's not too good to be true, it really does work.
i keep forgetting about that rule, though, til just right after i sneeze, and by then it's too late.

i lick the roof of my mouth anyways though. just in case i get stuck in a time loop.