“Ahchoo!”

I was running late. I should’ve left fifteen minutes ago but a sneezing fit put the kibosh on that.

I sneezed from the front door back to the bathroom cabinet where I hoped the antihistamines were. I saw myself as I opened the mirrored door, all streaming nose and puffy eyes.

“Ahchoo!”

I looked at my watch. I should’ve left five minutes ago. Stop… five? I rubbed my eyes. No, the time was right. So, what would I need to do to get back to not being late? Get another sneezing fit? Cough? Fart?

Time travel, eh? Who knew?