Mystified

I am walking through a misty forested area at night. I see ahead of me the dark silhouette of a man with his arm extended towards me, but I can’t see his face. Of course, this man out in the middle of the woods at night pointing at me must be a total hunk and the man of my dreams, definitely not a serial killer right? So I very wisely approach my future husband in the dark forest alone, as is logical.

I try to see his face, but no matter how far I walk trying to reach him, he stays just out of sight. I woke up feeling quite vexed that I did not try harder to make out his features. I’m pretty sure he was a man of significance and I am quite bummed that I will not know who he is when I run into him in the future.

 

 

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