I don't remember falling asleep but I must have. This has to be a dream. It can't be real. I know I'm not actually here because this office doesn't even exist anymore. This place closed down when the company moved years ago. I'm not sure what the place looks like now but it certainly doesn't look like this. This was where I had my first real job. I remember coming into this place every day for years. This is where everything got started for me. And it's also where I met Tracy. How long ago was this? It doesn't seem like it was that long ago but I guess it was. I guess everything is fast in hindsight. Everything is here though. The same chairs, desks, tables, desks, papers phones, notes...all of it just like I remember it. It feels like Carol is going to come around the corner at any minute and hand me the latest notes. Or Dianna is going to tell me about another meeting. Or Ryan is going to yell at me about not getting the order right. But nothing is as real as Tracy's office. Her favorite mug is still on the desk and her mouse is on the left side of the keyboard, just the way she liked it. I can't even say how many times I came in and sat with her in here. Naturally we talked about nothing but work at first but then things changed and we talked on a more personal level. It happened so naturally too, like it was all supposed to happen. I can't help but think that even though we became a couple our relationship was never more real than it was when we sat and talked right here