Traversing Dimensions

[ehowton]

I dreamed I traveled across dimensions. I was in an office space - my own - and would, "build" additional desks vertically, outfitting each with similar computers and peripherals, stacking the desks atop one another. Each new level corresponded with a different dimension. Once I, "climbed" to the next desk, I would reach the new dimension, and could interact with the technology on my desk at that level and observe/experience life as it was (or my interpretation of it) within each dimension - at least from the forced perspective of the constraints of my surroundings - my office space, and that into which it had visibility.

The higher I built, the faster I could run through the hallway of the offices, checking each and every room on the floor observing both the differences each dimension had to offer as well as sometimes watching my own past actions or modified past actions play out. Samuel L. Jackson was in one of the corner offices and spoke words of wisdom to me. At one point Cass asked me if it would be okay if I kissed her. I found the request odd, and felt compelled to weigh carefully my answer to her, given where I was, and what I was doing.

At some point, while building more desks higher and higher, I started losing some of the in-between dimensions. They would just...evaporate; disappear, usually one at a time, then more rapidly, several middle desks at a time. I couldn't build fast enough to outrun the pending collapse. The foundation was still in place, as were numerous layers below me, but once enough of the middle ceased to exist, the entire construct collapsed, taking me down with it.

I awoke gasping for breath and covered in sweat. Only an hour or so had passed in real space.