"I go the way that Providence dictates with the assurance of a sleepwalker."
I own nothing but my own Ideas
The Angel Time Travel, I mentioned a bit back. Part one of ?
I had not meant to go back in time. Really. Life in the future, was pretty nice. Yes, the climate had kind of collapsed on itself, and the population of humanity had severely dwindled, but things had eventually gotten better. People focused on the important things now. Like exploring the ocean, and developing the bodies needed for it. Recycling. Max's love life. Angels happiness. Er, my happiness.
Maybe that list might seem shallow to someone in this time, but people are shallow and selfish. In this time, they are all so caught up in their individual worries that they fail to see the bigger picture. They do not care about issues like Itex, climate change, or what is happening in Africa. They think discordant, contradictory thoughts that give me a headache trying to sift through them. It's exhausting, trying to keep them all straight, trying to care about them. It's why I kept to the flock, and smaller, emptier areas.
But my power kept growing. I can't just understand humans, but other life as well. While my power grew in scale, my control slips. Sometimes I found myself immersed in other people's thoughts. Unable to keep my own ideas straight, I projected them to others. I was pretty sure that I never used to believe that Max and Fang were a romantic relationship. That was Jeb. It's why I tried so hard with Dylan, tried so hard to make something different.
But it didn't matter. In the end, none of my efforts mattered. I've learned to live with it for the most part, learned to find the bright spot in it all. I'm trying to find it here. I don't really like the past, but maybe as an adult, I can handle it. Maybe my powers will be easier to handle now that they are not expanding in ways I don't understand. Maybe I can find more I would want to save from it, reasons to care again.
I can even help Max, and stop some of the bad things that happened. Like that attempt at going to school. Or better. Maybe I can prevent younger me from being kidnapped.
To do that, I need Max!
Angel goes into the pitfalls of reading peoples minds, and some of its effects. Had planned on having a separate piece for that, but it crept in and refused to leave.
