10.23.25: Time Travelers in Disguise

I like to think time travelers are already here, hiding in plain sight. Maybe it’s the guy at the bus stop with clothes just a little too perfect, or the woman who always seems one step ahead in conversation. They’d blend in, of course, but you’d catch small slips. Weird slang, knowledge of sports scores before the game ends, or casually mentioning “when the ocean rises another meter.” The trick would be noticing, and even then, what do you do? Ask? They’d deny it. The only proof you’d have is the nagging suspicion you just shook hands with the future.