Back home after a walk, Lynch saw his girlfriend cooking. He shook his head apologetically.,His blood was simmering, his heart pounding with newfound strength. Deep within him, a yearning burned; he believed with every fiber of his being that his journey through time held purpose.,He wasn't doing nothing these days, of course, this didn't mean he was looking for a job. He was just thinking about where his first pot of money should come from.。