There once was a time when i could see everything.

I don't mean that metaphorically eaither, i could literally see all things, everywhere, always. It was a bitch and a half let me tell you!

You want some of this bacon? I don't like it all that much myself, I mostly fry it up to get the pan nice and greasy for the eggs and toast. no? ok. Where was I?

Oh yeah, everything.

For about a year about all I could do was watch, and scream. Sleeping was no release then i could see everyones dreams all at once and forever, I was never sure if that was better or worse than being awake.

You sure about the bacon? There is way too much here for me! All right, suit yourself.

Anyway, it's a good thing the human mind isn't wired to store all that, i can't really rmrmber a whole lof of everything, snippets here and there, images, just enough to keep me waking up in a cold sweat in the middle of the night. Screaming.

Look, i'm just going to throw this bacon away if you don't eat it. There you go. Syrup?