I pressed X.
The fan in my old laptop sounded like a leaf blower dying of emphysema, but it was the only key that turned the lock to the past. My son, Leo, was at school, and I was supposed to be cleaning the garage. Instead, I was neck-deep in the Internet Archive. archive.org psp homebrew
My thumb hovered over the power switch. Leo’s school bus rumbled down the street outside. The garage was still a mess. The laptop fan kicked back on with a whine. I pressed X
"You spent so much time archiving the past, you forgot to live in it. Delete this file, or stay forever in the loop." was at school