Icicles as sharp as knives hang above my head I’m out of breath Running for miles and truly there’s not much energy left Who is this stranger? Is he a figment of my own imagination? A million thoughts and questions swirl through my mind As I look up.. He’s right there But suddenly the thought of horror quickly disappeared as he handed me a wallet. “You dropped this” “Sorry, if I scared you but I figured you had something important in there Chloe” I thanked him quickly, feelings of appreciation fill me. Later that night, as I attempted to fall asleep a question horrified me… How did he know my name?

I roll over to the feel of something under me. “Ughhh what is it?” I grab wearily and my hands pull up something like thick paper. Is this a joke? It looks like a treasure map. The old paper, edges almost burnt-like, dots connecting one tiny circle to the next until one is marked with an X. As I lay confused, the door swings open. My husband laughs.. “What is it birthday girl?”. “Babe did you put this here? I mean what even is this?”. “Turn it around” He says. It read X marks the spot where I first laid eyes on the woman I knew I had to have forever. Pack your bags- ITS A TRIP🧳

Like a child so jubilant and carefree I swing my body Legs in the air Holding my own weight I giggle “I’m upside down” But really I’m right side up If you’re searching for a right answer between the two… You’re out of luck See wouldn’t it depend on the way that you perceive Your perspective after all could be the difference between you and me Could it be That neither the one nor two is correct or incorrect I let myself down And inspect the groundlike pattern on my foot…strange