Humans are time travelers. Memories carry emotional imprints that our nervous systems relive as we play them in our mind's eye. We often revisit these emotional landscapes to re-experience the moments that sculpted our DNA. We run to them when we miss the spirits of our deceased loved ones, the spirit of a decade, a place, a version of us that crumbled away. These synaptic atmospheres feel like tangible places in which these ghosts have eternal life, memory being our only access point for reconnection. We may also find ourselves traveling back in time, compulsively trying to "fix" what has already existed. "If only this had happened," "If only this hadn't happened," Repeatedly trying to undo a path that was laid down to create the current version of us, our lives, our world, not realizing we are ultimately trying to destroy our present selves and reality in these moments of nostalgic desperation. No matter the turbulence experienced to get you here...