We smile and exchange greetings. I think she really is the girl from the balcony.
How is it that I can meet someone while asleep, whom I’ve never met before, and one week later she meets me while I am awake and acts as though she recognizes me?
I had hoped that the song, the notes I played, would help me to find her again within the multiverse. What if playing it here, drew her to me here?
Or are we both now asleep?