Carol Kroll

Allow myself to introduce……my….self……..

I recently saw a vintage Twilight Zone episode addressing an idea I have had for a while, which I thought was original but I guess it isn’t. In that episode a guy went back in time to his childhood home and visited his parents at the same age he was and of course his parents didn’t believe him and threatened to have him arrested. Anyway, my idea is a little different but in the same vein.

WHAT IF, your 36 almost 37 year old self could visit with your 20 year old self. You know that moment you were about to make some HUGE decisions that will impact the rest of your life? WHAT would you say? Nevermind the total freak out your 20 year old self would have at what state you are in your late 30’s, but what would you say? If you could do that, of course you would alter your reality and existence forever, which might change your 36 almost 37 year old self as you know it today.

But just forget that part. What would you tell yourself at 14 or 16 or 20 or 25? I have a few ideas of what “I” would say, but I will keep those to myself. Or would your “younger know it all little sh*t self” be a typical yutz and ignore your advice and pick the things you picked anyway? Is there a set destiny that has been already laid out for us? Or is it a choose your own adventure kind of deal? That is a post all in itself. Perhaps tomorrow, because I have a few theories. And I really hope it doesn’t keep me up all night again.

At the very least, I think my 36 almost 37 year old self would really have to drive home the fact that permed hair with a rooster crest type shape on the top of your teenage girl head is not a good idea even though you think it is in the late 80’s.

THEN, what if your 56 almost 57 year old self came by tomorrow, knocked on your door, brought cake, and got a chance to speak with you?? Wouldn’t THAT be the shit? Maybe you are allowed to ask 3 questions, like Aladdin! What would those questions be?

“Why the hell are you wearing THAT!?”

No, maybe not that because that would be a waste. But you know, that would be quite trippy. I’m tripping out just thinking about it.

My 80 year old self will be playing strip checkers somewhere in some nursing home someday, but I would still be willing to talk to my 14 to 56 year old self and offer some advice. I would have clothes on though. Cause I don’t plan on losing too many games.