Day of dream: a long time ago
There was an Indian Mama Shop, its gray cement interior colored only with shelves of goods, from spices to cheap clothes. This particular Mama Shop has two exits: each at an angle a certain distant away from the other. Other than the shelves crammed with goods, there is a 5 year difference between the exits.
My Mom and I were at the exit where it was 5 years ago (a present time relatively to us) and my father and brother lives on the other side of the shop 5 years later. To visit them, I will have to weave my way through the narrow alleys, turn slightly left, and exit into a different time. Whenever I return to my time, 5 years would have passed.
This was not a problem, since I only age according to my biological clock. The time traveling does not affect my aging. The only bother was time was flying. It is important to note that the system is closed in this dream, meaning that it only concerns me and my family, friends and other people are not in this dream at all (not even the Mama Shop-keeper).
However it became tiring to travel back and forth between times and I thought it might be a better idea to settle down in one time, my Dad's time since he has his work there. The make the matter more urgent, I found out that with each travel that we make, we cause a little disturbance, rip if you will, in the fabric of reality...
Reality:
Mama Shops are small shops that sells anything and everything.
The "rip in reality" may be related to the rip that Phillip Pullman mentioned in his Golden Compass trilogy.
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