Time travels in me as I sleep, into a past, into a future, on a trail, bringing back to a future never seen otherwise. Connections in Cells in brain don't work when I am awake, most of the past if not those that propose a threat or challenge seems wiped out, so does imagination, with past goes the power to imagine. Things change when sleep takes over. In sleep this time travel cannot be controlled by me, sometimes I see me wanting to stop but seem helpless. Few days back when I wasn't able to open my eyes, but then somehow I forced myself to open my eyes, there seemed to be two sets of eyes, eyes that saw the objects of the room and the other eye that was still watching that time travel, somehow now I could switch these eyes at will, I could watch from my time travel or choose to watch the objects of the room. There seemed to be two sets of ears too, one that could hear the fan swirling and the birds outside and one that could hear a voice, mine, in the time travel that was asking to switch the set of eyes from time travel to the objects of the room and then back.
