, said the tadpole in the river. I agree in general with your sentiment: this is what prevents me from thinking lucidly about time as yet another dimension. Bu

, said the tadpole in the river. I agree in general with your sentiment: this is what prevents me from thinking lucidly about time as yet another dimension. But to provide some examples that counteract that, I think about instances when time seems to have been standing still, going slower or even "time flying." Then I think about how I remember those times, which is a form of time travel. People on disassociates often have experiences in which they have travelled in time. It seems, like I alluded to in my metaphor, that we _can_ travel in time; we're just not very adept yet. We don't have much control over our time traveling. Conversely, to argue that we have control over our physical transport isn't entirely accurate either. We have a certain amount of space that we can travel in, and we were once much less adept at doing so. Additionally, we only have a certain amount of time to travel physically before we are disintegrated, which further wears down the assertion that we are masters of our physical location.