A New Beginning
I stretch out in my bed as I wake up. A victim of the dismal economy, this is my first day of unemployment, and I silently run through a checklist of things I need to do today. Something is wrong, though. I feel funny – not sick, but strange. Different. My eyes snap open and I realize the ceiling is wrong. In fact, everything is wrong. Fully awake, I climb out of bed, and am immediately thoroughly disoriented. I am a 55-year-old man, and yet I’m standing in the bedroom I had in 1975. It’s...