So I was watching The X-Files yesterday and it got me thinking, "What if what we perceive to be the direction of time is totally incorrect?" Let's say every morning we get up, go about our day, and then wake up the previous morning with no memory of the day we just lived. Yet every morning we have memories of previous days that we have yet to live. It's something you could never prove. Or an even more crazy idea would be if our lives were just completely different day by day and we only had memories of the life we were living today. Maybe tomorrow I'll wake up a pirate, or a rock star, or Jessica Simpson for that matter. But I'll never know because I'll have all the memories as if that's how I have lived every day. Today I woke up James Barley, friend to most and blogger extraordinair, but tomorrow maybe I'll be Kyp Durron, Jedi Master and starfighter pilot captain in a galaxy far far away . . .