Hoping for some moongazing tonight.

Time travel

I use my senses to time travel. The pungent aroma of a boxwood hedge transports me instantly to a quaint garden in Colonial Williamsburg. A squeaking step and I'm back in a dark and musty German castle, climbing the ancient staircase to the battlements. A warm, salty breeze from the Pacific and I'm seven again exhilirated to see my first ocean. A bite of chilled, ripe watermelon and I'm on a summer camping trip in Louisiana.

If you could time travel, would you visit the past or the future?

Last free day before the next quarter begins. So much to do, so little time.