"I wish I was in medieval times!" I said.
With a loud pop, I could feel myself being pulled back through time. I watched thousands of years go by in
reverse. I was surprised I didn't get a seizure watching it all whoosh past. Eventually, I ended up in the right
time period.
I was in the middle of the road at a signpost. To the left was an arrow that said forest. To the right, one that
said Wheatville. Behind me were vast fields. Everywhere I go, there can never be a simple answer. Always these
crazy choices. Oh well, best to start heading off.