One thing leads to another

Background music is Sirius 60’s gold: Chad and Jeremy “ A summer song” 1964. As I listen I forget to pay attention and stumble into this rabbit hole:

I been equating my aging to the expansion of the universe - what was once near is now distant and receding.

Does It feel cool in here?

I like the idea of an infinitely expanding universe - No looking back.

Suppose it’s an expanding/contracting universe? Contracting, time runs backward and eventually it gets to you (don’t panic-this could be millennia away) and you have to unravel a life of mistakes, tumbling backwards until you dissolve into your mother’s womb. And you’re then suddenly sentiently retracing your history until you reach the big rebound.

And then:

BIG BANG! Let’s walk this thing forward, babe! They say the trillionth time is a charm.