Trapdoor

It’d be nice if I could just disappear at will and reboot my life somewhere else, as somebody else. I mean, what if I could do that, really? Just snap my fingers or something to cause my current life to cease to exist? To scrub the universe clean of any and all evidence that my present incarnation even existed, while also setting me up to be born, again, in a different context?

What if everyone could do it? It’d be a kind of reincarnation-on-demand. There’d be no limit to how many times you could start over – all you’d need would be the desire, and wham, you’d be annihilated and reconstituted just like that.

I wouldn’t let myself age past about seven years. To hell with college and high school and middle school – I’d let myself get up to maybe second grade before restarting. That way I’d never have to deal with any of the messy, horrible stuff that comes with getting older. I’d be an eternal child but wouldn’t even be aware of it, because my memory would erase itself every time I decided to restart the cycle.

The only information that would carry on from incarnation to incarnation would be the abstract knowledge that at any given time I could stop everything; the abstract knowledge that I would always have a convenient, magic trapdoor, ready whenever I wanted it.

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