I worked hard and slow all day and went to bed at the perfect time.
I only slept for two hours, but it was a deep sleep and I was given this vision.
I was once more young and almost handsome in my way. On a college campus I think.
I watched as a girl walked by and unknowingly dropped a purple woolen winter glove. I picked it up, caught up to her and gave it back.
She nodded her thanks abstractly and continued walking.
Ten feet later she dropped the other one.
I retrieved it too and this time just pressed it into her hand from behind.
She stopped and turned around and smiled this time.
She was very tall, more than me, and rail thin. Her cheeks were covered in freckles. She was lovely but not in any standard way either.
I said that I felt responsible now to trail behind her and make sure she kept her gloves.
She considered it, and me, with excessive care and then seemed to reach a decision.
Then she nodded and said: Alright.
Then she turned and started walking again.
In that moment I was the one left with a decision.
Do I take my own little joke as seriously as she had, and actually, literally start following her?
Or do I let it, and her, go?
Which thing would be more right?