Time Traveling

Date: 4/1/2016

I was time traveling with Sean and someone else. We first went to the past. And went to 1813, which we supposedly did because it was the freest moment in American History. Almost no enforced rules. We were traveling all around nature. We went to a saloon of sorts. And I saw a mom by a kid a long cigarette, like a cruella de ville cig. Then I took out my phone and snap chatted it. My friends said Matt, be discreet, and I said don't worry they literally won't be able to even understand what I am holding. Then we were running into the night and our shadows made it look like we were were wearing buffalo skins. Then we time traveled to the future. We were in the Tibetan mountains. We walked around some mans house, and sat on the side of his balcony. He had the most stunning view. Sitting atop a giant mountain looking out over it. The sun was just rising. Everything was peaceful. We looked through the slider door window and saw a figure sitting inside, meditating in silence. I put my hands flat and pressed them together and bowed toward him. He bowed back and invited us in. He only spoke Chinese so we didn't talk. We walked around and explored his house and reflected on the view, then I woke up.