The Dream: How I Knew Wayne Was the One
When I was 15, I had a dream unlike any I’d ever had before. I’ve never been able to recall most of the specifics, not even right after I woke up. I don’t remember who I was with, what we were doing, or where we were. But it wasn’t the specifics that made it important. It was the feeling it invoked that made it stand out. At the very end, right before I woke up, I was introduced to someone who was supposed to change my life and become the most important person in it. I couldn’t see his face. … Continue reading