Myaogu'irce Park: "What's the timeline password?" I asked

And so it was that there was a means to which I might travel when I needed to. I found it by accident while raiding my mind. Defiantly I rose to the occasion of what could be a challenge and dismissed morals screaming to me that I reconsider... The violent potential repercussions actions can ensue played harmoniously as background music heard only from the depths of my mind whilst I went to work checking the settings on control panel I myself had designed.

If what I was about to do was possible then soon the world it's self would change. Every scope of reality would become a blur and when I brought it back into focus I would find my time had been extended past what could be conceived. It would be 1994 again though in reality still present time. No one else will have memory of the years past and no evidence of it's existence will be left. I will be the only one left to remember and that's my advantage. If however I find this mechanism to have a fault, the universe will cease to exist.

I calibrated the dials one last time and set the unit on the ground. My mind was racing with the possibilities of time travel while my machine just made sounds. Creating such a racket I was sure others might hear I looked around to make sure no one was watching. Assure I was still alone I sat and waited for my program to load. At once there was a beep! I sat there staring at the machine, my complexion froze. I saw neither the past nor an explosion of any sort. Surely I had activated the device properly. Then at once it disappeared. I searched all over for it not understanding where else it might go.

The next morning I awoke on the ground face down in the grass. I must have searched for so long my mind had to sleep at last. At once a box caught my eye and I sprang up to converge on it. Doing so only shortened the time which passed before I realized it was only a package. But then I saw the label. It was addressed to me!

As I tore open the box and removed it's contents I was surprised to find it was a pair of gloves and a hat, from my mother. As I turned confused as to how they had reached me here in the park I was welcomed by a familiar face. It was my landlord, and in his hand he held out documents which I quickly deducted must also be mine. I recognized them before I read them, and knew they meant I was evicted. He explained before he left that my things were outside the doorstep, and I was seven months behind in my rent.

I asked him what year it was, though the answer was quite clear. He explained it was 94' and suggested I invest in a calendar. I told him he was funny and asked to be excused for not laughing. He merely smiled as he walked away. He knew it wasn't 94' and it gave him much pleasure to poke fun where fun need not be poked.

Quickly I asked him why he brought me this package and nothing else. He replied honestly that it was not he. Then he mentioned that it resembled what I was carrying last night when I went out.