I'm not good at time-traveling.
When you're in your teens, it seems like all of eternity before you become an adult. Then when you turn 20, it seems like you'll never be old enough for senior discounts or the chance to say "I remember" with something actually being true! But no matter how much time passes, there will always come a day when you realize just how little you know about life - and that you have so many more questions than answers.
This is why I don't like going back in time. Things only get worse.
My wife thinks she’s a time traveler because every night around 10:30 she has to go out and pick up the kids from their dad’s house.