Last night I got up for no reason. I sat and watched the television for awhile, and fell back to sleep. In the morning I woke and followed my usual routine. I wasn’t overly sad, but not happy. Just plainly content.

It occurred to me, as the weeks went by in their same doldrum routine, that I was following the same path I had been for a long time. No serious problems, yet no leaps forward. It didn’t bother me much, since this was fairly easy and pleasant.

A knock at my door in the middle of the night awoke me. I opened my door to see me standing there. I had a bright flush on my face and my eyes were sparkling. My smile exuded a warmth that I hadn’t felt in weeks.

"Thank you," said Me to myself. "I really needed a vacation." With that Me stepped into the room and I vanished.