I met my future self in a dream the other night.
I went to visit her.
The moment I stepped upon the porch,
of her tiny home,
the door was opened wide
and I was greeted with warmth and love.
She was a lovely woman with an artist’s flair.
I entered her home to find quaint furnishings
where everything was neat and tidy.
There was even a comfy bed
wrapped in the latest Laura Ashley style.
It suited her.
Even her teeny bathroom felt just right.
We had a delightful visit.
I was sorry when I had to depart
for, you see,
my car was parked
in a tow-away zone after 4.
It was 4:05.
And yes, my Toyota was gone.