The 6th of October --- My Second Life

Poncho:

Tonight I woke up three years in my past. I was a freshman in college again. Open minded and without a care in the world. I remembered her though. Her memory began to haunt me then as it does now. The difference was that I could not remember her face. I could tell that my path was not the same as it was. I was taking a completely different direction. I meet different people. I went different places. I never meet her when I was supposed to.

I was happy but at the same time empty. There was something missing. I feel the same way as I did before I awoke. I could not figure out anything. I was stepping into the world of insanity. My days became longer as my nights became shorter. I had it all but really it was nothing at all. I was blinded but what I have forgotten. The thing that drove me crazy was that I remembered her.

I wondered what would happen if our paths did cross for the first time again? Would I go out of my way to talk to her at a bar? Would time freeze as she walked by me on the walkway in front of the library? Would we run into each other and make eye contact, then fall in love? If we did, would it be different from what has already been? If so, what could possible be different from before?

This makes me question what was, what could have been, and what will be. As we reflex our past, do we have the power to change our future? Or is it as we fell the future, do we have the power to change our past? For is it our past and memories that makes up life. For a moment is a moment but our past is indefinete. It is full of our memories. How helpless are we when it comes to controlling our lives? It is so hard not to think about what could of been...


-Dave