Time Machine

I rarely have the urge to travel back in time, but for some reason this photo of AL in all her 1800s androgynous glory, disheveled and dirty from manual labor, with her loosened cravat and wrinkled linens, makes me want to build a time machine. Sidenote, when you google “how to build a time machine” you find that there are actual scientific theories on traveling back in time. Like, Einstein’s theory of relativity. Or that a “massive, infinitely long cylinder spinning on its axis at near the speed of light could let astronauts visit their own past again by dragging light around the cylinder into a loop.” Maybe if I get it to spin super fast, it would take me back to AL? Guys, I’m going to NASA! International Space Station, here I comeeeee. I better pack some cravats.…