This post is not about Addison, but she’s in it. This is about time traveling again.
Today, Tuesday, I woke up having dreamt of the 1984 version of me back in Memphis in 1880. She… I… was with Emma on the street outside the theater where she is a cleaning woman. We were talking about Merritt, worried that he was frustrated by some bad engineering ideas going into part of the sewer system he was working on. The dream was very short.
As soon as I woke up, I called Emma. She had the same dream. Emma works the night show on Tuesdays, so I arranged to get to Brooklyn to meet her for lunch.
Back up to last night. I was FaceTiming with Devon and he told me some things Addison said about living next to the boys and her head being right beside Merritt’s on the other side of the wall when she’s sleeping.
Back to lunch today. We checked with Merritt, and he doesn’t recall having the same dream.
I went with Emma to the theater and we ran into Addison. She mentioned us living together with the boys, and I sort of blurted out something.
“Addison, what are you up to? You think you're Pat Benatar trying to put notches in your lipstick case?”
She looked at me oddly. “Up to? I’m just flirting and having fun? Who’s Pat Benatar?”
“Flirting?” I said, as I realized I had no idea who Pat Benatar is… was… whatever.
“Lighten up,” Addison said, rolling her eyes. “YOLO, girl. YOLO.”
“Yeah, whatever… Just… do the right thing.” I was so confused by what I’d said I dropped the subject.
Turns out (a lot of you know this) Pat Benatar had a song, “Hit Me With Your Best Shot,” in 1980 that I somehow never heard. At least the 2024 version of me never heard it. The 1984 version of me was born in 1962, and obviously knows the singer and song.
Talking to Emma about it, she understood right away, adding, “My first day in 2024 I knew how to use makeup, ‘cept in 1880, it wudn’t nothing like it is now.”
Skip ahead to later with me back at the office in the private conference room with Will and Merritt. I explained what happened.
Will nodded. “Merritt, do you recall knowing about freon being banned… then R-410A and now R-32 coming in to take its place?”
Merritt nodded and Will went on. “2024 you would have known that. 1984 you wouldn’t. Just like 1984 Hannah would have known Pat Benatar… Great song, by the way… So, it looks to me like bits of the different yous can get…”
“Transferred…” Merritt shook his head. “Emma and makeup, Hannah and the song…”
I then said, “The thing is, I didn’t even know that it was transferred. It was just there, in part, in my memories. Could we have a lot of transferred knowledge that we don’t even know about? Is that possible?
Will wrapped it all up. “Hannah, I’d say you have the best chance of noticing it… if Merritt or Emma have 2024 knowledge they shouldn’t already have. I guess we need to start a new page in our notebook on this. Swapping memories is far far away from string theory and quantum physics research. For lack of a better term, this is what Merritt’s calling metaphysics. Matter swapping places in time is one thing… albeit amazing. But personalities and memories being shared… possibly via dreams… isn’t… Well, let’s go with the reality that no one is doing research on that!”
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