Chapter 3

There were of course many places he had wished to go throughout his life, places he had read about or seen on television, or in a magazine. Places that seemed appealing to him, or at least the lifestyle they offered. He had spent many nights wondering if these places were actually as good as he imagines them, or if he had dreamed up places that would fulfill all his dreams, just to keep himself happy for awhile. He had an interesting thought though, as he walked, that anything he had ever imagined must exist somewhere, either in the world he lived upon, or in a dimension he had not. Nothing could just be fathomed out of thin air, everything ever imagined or conceived already must exist somewhere, because no one could just construct these things from their own minds, sub consciously he believed, they already knew about them. It was an interesting thought to him, that the places he had dreamed of, the places whose very existence he relied on, actually existed somewhere to him, and maybe he had been there, in a past life, or a future one. And so the though of time also came back to him then, as he wondered about his own past or future adventures, and the one he was on right then and there. It didn’t bother him however, because he had the time to think of these things, to spend hours, days even, wondering about these places, even searching for them, and there was no time clock to follow him, no boss to remind him to return to work, no alarm clock to command his days. He was in a different world now, and it surprised him of how much the same society could change, only because he had opened his mind and allowed it to see.