Ryan and I went to a small, mountainous European country to meet their black president. We stayed in their royal home in the mountains on a ski slope where the water was so fresh. It was thick and pure and I drank and drank and drank until I found myself quite high. I was also quite attracted to the Presidents wife. Ryan and I went to a movie, but the film was a scary movie of us going camping, so we left. We decided to go to the new restaurant Abby and I had recently opened, but when I got there, I discovered Abby had already done all the work. It looked beautiful. It was the perfect hang out. Ryan and I hung out while the place closed down for the night, we sat on the stairs in the atrium, looking out into the street when a couple walked in to go to their apartment upstairs. What are you doing here, they eerily hissed and glared at us as they passed. Creeped out, we locked ourselves into the restaurant and turned to face two women sitting down at a low table talking. You have to go, I said, and shuffled them out a side door and I leaned in to lock it, but it pulsed from the other side. I shut it with all my might and the person on the other side pushed with all theirs. No! I yelled. You’re not coming in! Who are you? Say something! A standoff of pushing, the intruder silent. Finally, Ryan says, just open the door and see who it is. On the other side, holding a slick and shiny paper sack full of donuts was Christine, Ryan’s band mate, looking unfazed saying nothing. From across the street two dogs start bounding towards me. Both big and white, one had shaggy hair and puppy dog eyes and the other the keen beauty of a wolf. I hugged and kissed them both. I was so happy to see them. Its Scrappy, I said! Its Scrappy! Then Ryan and I realized without saying so, that if a soul can split into two beings, then two beings could combine to create a single soul. We looked at each other as if we could melt into one another, and it was the best feeling in the world. Then I realized with horror that he was coming to wake me up from my nap and I wanted to stop him! So I opened my eyes, and his head was at the door. You’ve been asleep for a half hour, baby. You should get up.