Time Traveler

If I was a time traveler I'd go
back to 1999 and tell my nine year
old self that the new millennium
wouldn't hurt and that the Y2K
problem wasn't a nine year old's
problem. I would convince my pony
tail to do something more creative
and I would steal each scrunchie
and dispose of them efficiently
and discreetly for the world's benefit.

If I was a time traveler I'd go
back to 1999 and tell this nine year
old girl that the new millennium
was a year she would thrive in
and that the Y2K problem was an adult
problem she wouldn't understand
when she turned 20. I'd replace
scrunchies for headbands while all
the while reassuring my nine year
old self that when she was all grown
up, she'd be ok.