I was chatting with random people, laying on a bed. A couple shows up and invites me to join them. I look at them, smile, and peacefully declare that it’s not necessary because there is a gap, between time and space. After a while and several invitations, I decided to leave the bed and walk around. On the way back home, I can hear on the distance through some sort of speaker: “There is a gap between time and space”. NOTE: Usually, when someone calls me on a dream, or invite to go to a certain place, I accept, and later on, wake up. Well, things went differently this time, and it’s the second time this week that I seem to show some resistance, preferring “to stay on the other side”. Help me Freud.