[ WP ] Someone in your dream made an agreement with you to meet him/her 10 days later . that day finally come ...

Mark sat alone on a two person bench, eyes scanning the crowd of walking people, flicking from one face to another. 
 
 He held a red balloon in his left hand, partially deflated, barely standing on a plastic tube. The balloon matched his posture, bending at the top, too weak to be fully erect. On his right wrist was a slip of paper. Most of the people looked back at him, likely due to his flimsy gown. Mark did n't mind. It would only make it easier to find her. 
 
 An older black-skinned man sat down by Mark. He took his time, each knee bending one at a time. The man's eyes went to Mark's wrist. `` Swedish? Ah, I've been there. They treated me for my eyesight.'' 
 
 Mark smirked and faced the man. `` This is n't Swedish, it's Rainier.'' 
 
 `` Well,'' the man smiled back, a warm sight in the cold air, `` I did n't say they did a good job.'' 
 
 Mark laughed out loud, an act he had n't done in weeks. 
 
 `` So,'' the man straightened his back, `` what brings you out here today?'' 
 
 `` Looking for a woman.'' Mark replied. 
 
 `` Yeah? You and her, you...'' The man trailed off with another warm smile. 
 
 `` No, no,'' Mark waved a hand. `` We have n't even met yet. But I love her.'' 
 
 The two sat quietly for a moment. 
 
 `` Where'd you see this woman?'' The man asked, breaking the silence. 
 
 `` A dream.'' Mark waited. Would he get a look of pity or a look of concern? 
 
 `` Hm.'' The gave a brief nod and stared straight ahead. `` Want me to wait with you?'' 
 
 Mark opened his mouth to speak, but closed it. He turned his head to the crowd as well and began looking again. The old man did the same, eyes matching the same speed of Mark's. `` You do n't even know who you're looking for.'' 
 
 `` I'm sure I'll know her when I see her.'' The old man continued searching. 
 
 Mark shook his head and re-doubled his efforts. 
 

