Did it ever happen to you?

You close your eyes when you drive, only to find yourself at the other end of the highway, not being able to remember how you got there.

This, just a second after you closed your eyes.

Or was it not a second?

Nick was pretty sure everything was, once more, slightly different.

Everything was there: the marina, the sunken avenue running through the center, the long square everybody was calling "the Spaghetti".

Nevertheless, details, once more, were not the same. Some of the builfings were new, new roads could be seen here and there.

It was just this morning Nick had driven to the monastery at the North, not many hours before.

Or was it just a second?

Nick was sure.

He started shouting "No! No! This is not my city!"

Nearing his home, he decided what he had to do next.

It was still Sunday afternoon.

He definitely had time for this.