The Timeless Island

He opened his eyes slowly, aware that noise in the room had interrupted his sleep. He stared at the ceiling, studying the familiar lines and cracks that criss-crossed above his head. The pattern the lines and cracks he saw this morning formed what looked like a baseball diamond. He found home base, then 1st, 2nd and 3rd. he heard the crack of bat against ball and could feel the rush of adrenalin required to run to 1st base. The ball went down the middle-he rounded 1st, passed 2nd and stole 3rd when the centerfielder dropped the ball.