I knew I was beyond redemption when I time-traveled again on June 18th, 2020. The days leading up to it had one theme in common. I wanted to learn more about Malcolm, so I asked my mother to tell me everything she knew about him. Every day I would learn something new and write it down in a journal to preserve his memory until the urge to time travel became overwhelming.
I still remember what it was like when I finally broke down and decided to time travel, I had begun to sweat profusely, and my hands shook like mad. I had never felt such a strong temptation in my life to do something and eventually said screw it and proceeded to ruin my life even more. I’ll admit, I’m highly impulsive and don’t think about the consequences of my actions.
Before I get into that, let’s talk about Madelyn
