According to the laws of physics, there is no difference between the past and the future. My Valentine’s Day Blind Date with a book (thank you, Farmington Public Library) revealed itself to be The Order of Time by Carlo Rovello. I was attracted by the words on the white paper cover –physics, philosophy, science, theory–in bold red marker. Not my comfort zone. But because I am making notes and drawing pictures as I am thinking about a short fiction piece that involves the twisting of time, I picked up this book. Time Piece. The drawing and the notebook writing continue. Where will this take me? And when will I get there? In some other plane, I am there already. Or am I?