Time Travel

I am satisfied that my gibberish about traveling through time to when I was 18 years old or when I started college shortly after I turned 18 are unimportant. What is more important is my first "solitary vice," when I enjoyed my own company in a quasi-romantic way. If I focus on legal adulthood at the age of 18, I was in the middle of teen stupidity, which really began when I first started to enjoy myself in such a sinful way. Teen stupidity of arrogance has faded into adult stupidity of despair. Sin continues. I do not like to sin and I dod not like having sinned. I would like to travel through time.