Don t Sleep in the SubwayChapter 42
(Back in New York City) I kept my eyes closed for a long time after I accepted the fact that I was back in my own time once again. Some changes had taken place during the transition that seemed puzzling but in retrospect I sensed that they were the best options for conflicting data. My watch was back on my wrist and the time was only minutes after my shift in time back into the last century in that subway train in Brooklyn. It felt reassuring on my hand like an old friend keeping me...