The One Hitch

She was sitting in a cafe the moment she realized the endgame of the grand plan she saw unfolding from her new perspective, having woken up from a life changing dream this morning.  It was flawless, nearly guaranteed to wake her sleeping partner, at least to lead him to the water's edge; then it was up to him to drink.  She realized something though, while this plan was perfectly crafted to pierce her partner, wherever he was, she would have no idea who he was until he approached her.  Who knows how far into the process this might be, he might be fully awake by the time he makes himself known.  Her plan, while effective, put her into the position of not knowing it was working until it had.  She didn't like it much, signing herself up to partner on the most important undertaking, possibly ever, with a complete stranger.  Not only that, but she could already feel herself falling in love with a man she had never met, and knew next to nothing about.  The only thing she knew about this man for sure was that he was connected with her, a connection they might be able to use to escape the endless repetition of reality she was now sharply aware of.  It was a risk, but one worth taking she thought, as she believed God was with her in this.  Little did she know, that perfect meant just that, and he woke that morning with an itch he couldn't quite reach.  While it would be years before she'd speak loudly enough for him to hear her, on instinct he was already listening.