Running in slow motion, almost innreverse. (The dream always beginsnthe same way). At first, no one elsenaround is affected. Everything looksnthe same, but in the wrong time. Inmove my mouth but the sound won'tncome. Heat wave lines ripple up like anTV dream. The sun stays high. notnsetting. And then the sound startsnslipping around. Linear time clocknsucks in backwards. Looking outnahead to the past, to a better time.nI'm passing myself. See me runningnby. Relief in a dream of the world.nrunning in rewind.