A colleague from my old job (who was the reason I left) had a phone call with some guy and I messaged him from my personal Facebook account. I don’t know what I said but he responded with a photo of himself and asking me out to dinner. Instead I met him at his house and it turned out he was in an electric wheelchair but then he could also stand.
When he messaged me before meeting he sent a photo of himself. In the photo he looked overweight and not overly attractive but in the message he said “forgive me for the photo, I don’t have any recent ones”.
In real life he’d lost a lot of weight and looked entirely different but his face was the same if not slimmer and still kind. In the dream he would be in an electric wheelchair but then he could also stand. His father didn’t trust me.
A helicopter came so close to us and we had to duck when on layer of the propeller came off.
I had to fly back to Sydney.
He was in Hobart.
We kissed on the cheek and he said he knew it would be a difficult decision for me but he was all in.