"The first step is to utterly renounce the idea. Stop thinking about the past. Think of the future."
"How did you know I keep slipping back into the past?" I asked.
Sergeant's hands were more expressive than his face. "You mentioned time travel...."
"But not to the past or to the future," I said.
"But you did, Mr. Turner. You told me all about thinking you could go into the past by visiting a book store where they sold old magazines. You told me how the intrusion of the past got worse with every visit."
I blinked. "I did? I did?"
"Of course."
I stood up. "I did not!"
"Please try to keep from getting violent, Mr. Turner. People like you actually have more control over themselves than you realize. If you will yourself to be calm...."