Machines stand to the left of me. My heart rate is fine, if not slightly accelerated. My vitals look good but there's one more machine that I also have no knowledge about. I try to move once again and find I can move my head but something feels weird. I lift my arm and reach behind me only to feel a cable or pipe protruding from the back of my head like in the Matrix. Images pop into my head. Is The Matrix real? I laugh a little, how silly. I sit up only to feel a jolt coursing through my brain causing me to double over and hurl whatever was in my stomach out. Wow, what the hell? Another jolt, this time a little less kick to it yet I still hurl more of my stomach contents.

A cold shower was needed as he woke Sunday morning, damn it, this woman aroused him and badly at that cause it started hurting. He was lazy, didn’t feel like getting out of bed but he had to do something so he slid his hand down under the covers and imagined his hand was her mouth but before he could even begin his phone started ringing. His father wanted to know if he could come over that night for dinner. Ok, that’s good; a distraction was what he needed.

Remembering that night of their dinner, he knew she was the one. He looked at her now realizing she stood up and was looking at him. She had called his name about three times, he replied by saying he was thinking of the day they had met and the day he proposed to her.