that i knew something really crazy weird was going on was when i had this wild dream about her. i could see her at the landing. she looked as beautiful as ever in the moonlight. i watched as she took a step onto a dock and then turned to look at me. she waved me on so i followed.
for a minute, i thought this dream was real, it felt that way. it felt completely normal to just follow her on to that dock, but when i did she was gone. i looked everywhere for her. there was some feeling; some sinking feeling that she had fallen off. it’s silly to 