Instalment One Hundred and Fifty Nine

Really it’s too fancy to call it a Time Machine, that’s a big call, claiming I invented a Time Machine. You couldn’t just go willy-nilly back and forth. Think of it as a bread crumb trail, not from A to B but from 1 to 2, or more impressively from 2 back to 1. That is all it could do.

But you had to start the bread crumbs, constantly dropping them unbroken in the same spot up until you want to go back to when you started dropping crumbs.

A path through time. Fantastic and fantastical limited.

Shit it pissed people off.

“Couldn't you invent a good time machine?”
“I’m gonna go back to a time I wasn’t massively disappointed by this huge piece of crap.”

Like I owed them something more . Until businesses started up. Creating breadcrumb trails, the longer the trail the greater the cost.
 Only they went broke because when people fixed something in the past they didn’t need to use the service in the present.

All in all it was just easier to try and get your life right the first time around, which is why you’ve not heard of me inventing a Time Machine.