The idea of time travel, fantasy. The idea of transferring ourselves through time in any sort of way is nigh. Even less so that we can control where we would land, that would be up to fate. Even then what is to say the world is worth changing? What does changing the world do? You wouldn’t be known, you couldn’t be known. You are trapped forever in a world different from yours forever, an outsider. So can you even change the world as a no one? I tried. I deluded myself into believing it was possible. I listened to the onlookers shouts of praise as I tried to make history. I succeeded, but it wasn’t controllable. When I first woke up? September 9th, 2001.