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The Lighthouse

I am in a lighthouse. I am standing in a large window with no glass, its like an inverted balcony overlooking the ocean. It is dark outside so all I can see is the light cast from the lighthouse and then a vast darkness far beyond what I can comprehend. It looks lonely out there. I remember thinking that if I could go anywhere in the world it would not be out there. I would miss people. Just as this thought crosses my mind I feel a hand slide across my lower back. This is such an intimate gesture. For a second I find myself a little confused. Then I look to the left, the opposite way the hand moved, and see a man standing there. Even in this dream-like state my consciousness thinks “you were on the bus!” His dark brown hair is mussed atop of his head and I find my hand reaching out to tangle it even more. My back is to the open window but I know that I will be okay. I trust this man more than I could possibly explain.

“Why is the universe so cruel?” I ask, looking into his hazel eyes. He smiles, which confuses me. “Don’t smile! I’m serious!”

“I am too,” he pauses, biting his lip. I watch as his smile travels into his eyes. “I don’t think the universe is cruel. I think it is right. We may not be allowed to be together in public but that’s okay… because it is the small, intimate moments such as this that make me like you so much. Yes, I want to be able to shout it to the world… actually…” He stops and looks right at me. I know he can see me. Every part of me.

He turns, puts his hands in a cup-like motion around his mouth, and yells “I AM IN LOVE WITH ASHLY BLAKE” and I listen in astonished silence as his words echo through the lighthouse and across the vast, lonely ocean.

And then I woke up.

Time

I am in New York City. I am standing beside M&M World’s in Times Square. It is late at night and the streets are barren. I am confused. This is the city that never sleeps and I appear to be the only person awake! For a moment I close my eyes and simply listen to my surroundings. I hear a can rolling across the street not too far from me. I know that I must go there, so I open my eyes and follow my ears to get to my destination. As I approach this coca cola can I am acutely aware that I am no longer alone. A creepy-crawly sensation drives through my spine as I prolong my walk for a long moment. I turn my head slowly in all directions, allowing my senses to scan the area. It is in this distinct second that I realize what my super power is. I can control time. Thus, this person that is pressing on my “warning button” should not be here. I am in control here and there is no room for another.

I close my eyes, yet again and listen for any sign of movement. When nothing returns signals to my brain I decide on another tactic.

“Who are you?” I whisper, probing the area. Suddenly the can stops its roll. If a pen were to drop in the center of Times Square the sound would echo.

“I am life and I am here to tell you that you cannot control something you do not quite understand.”

And then I woke up.