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    Default "How's THAT for Willpower?"

    Where I was, how I got there, and why I was there, I have no idea. The place seemed to be some sort of community meeting room of the type you'd find in a public library. That, or it was a large classroom. I was seated at a long table, and nearby were rows of chairs, facing the front of the room, in which a fair number of people were seated. At the front of the room stood a lectern. I had the vague impression that the room was in a much larger, noisy public venue such as a shopping mall.

    Seeing a piece of paper on the floor, I picked it up and saw that it was printed with some sort of indescribable collage. As I scrutinized the collage, I suddenly noticed, out of the corner of my eye, to my great astonishment, that MICHELLE KWAN was present in the room. After all my years of being a fan -- and now, at last, here I was seeing her in person for the very first time!

    She was attired in the blue dress she had worn at the ESPYs back in 2008; and her hair was straight and much longer than shoulder-length. Not only was she in the room, but she was passing right behind me, mere inches away.

    As Michelle passed, the tip of her long hair brushed lightly against my left shoulder.

    "Mother McCree! Her hair actually TOUCHED me! I can't believe she's THIS CLOSE to me!" I thought in total shock.

    However. . .

    Right then and there, despite being a fan, I got it into my fool head to pretend that I didn't recognize her and wasn't aware of her presence, and to keep my mouth shut and not say a word to her. Why? Because for some reason I really, REALLY wanted to be able to post the following on my Facebook Page:

    "Today Michelle Kwan walked by within inches of me, and her hair brushed against my shoulder as she passed -- but I didn’t say a WORD. How’s THAT for Willpower?"

    So, despite her being in such close proximity, and me gripped with the almost overpowering urge to say "Hello, Michelle, I've been a fan of yours for years," I pretended I was busily engrossed in studying the piece of paper with the collage.

    As she passed me, however, Michelle paid me no heed -- no surprise, as we had never met and so she wouldn’t have had any idea who I was. Instead, stopping before an elderly lady seated nearby, Michelle smiled, leaned down, placed a hand tenderly on the lady's shoulder, and said warmly, "I'm so glad to see you," which made it obvious to me that she knew the lady.

    A moment later, standing not three feet away from me, Michelle said, with concern in her voice, "Are you still taking your Vicodin?"

    For just an instant I wondered if she was speaking to me. Stealing a furtive glance at her, though, I could see that she was facing in another direction and talking on her cell phone, her expression one of worry as though she was concerned over the wellbeing of a loved one or friend.

    And then, just like that, Michelle was gone. I glanced around the room but she was nowhere to be seen. My impression was that she must have departed hurriedly.

    At that point I glanced at my watch, and saw that it was 7:35 p.m. "Oh, NO!" I thought in dismay. "Now I’m going to have to drive home in the DARK!"

    With that, on the morning of December 4, 2013, I awoke from this rather peculiar but vivid dream featuring Michelle.
    Last edited by Rick In San Jose; December 6th, 2013 at 10:49 PM.
    “All the darkness in the world cannot extinguish the light from a single candle.”
    --Saint Francis of Assisi

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    I was hooked once I read the first sentence, Rick! I have enjoyed all of your portrayals of Michelle--beautiful, caring, concerned, humane. And, you do not disappoint--the opening sentence was captivating and the ending was a total surprise.
    I loved it.

    ( Aside: the mention of her hair is interesting to me because I do not believe I have ever seen it that long. If it continues to grow, she will literally be able to sit on it!)

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    Most of my dreams are so dull and mundane that I forget them immediately after I wake up. But whenever I experience a dream featuring Michelle -- a rare treat that happens only once a year or so -- I awaken with crystal-clear memories of it. I actually consider each Michelle dream I have to be a gift to be cherished.
    “All the darkness in the world cannot extinguish the light from a single candle.”
    --Saint Francis of Assisi

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