"Tell me a story," she said. This strange woman, wrapped in my arms, was making an odd request. Safe to say, I was caught off guard.

"I don't really have any stories," I replied. I wish in retrospect that I said something else, that I told her a story. Had I known our story would stick in the back of my mind forever...

I woke up at 5:30 this morning. Not on purpose. It just happened, and I couldn't get back to sleep. As I lay in my bed, trying to sleep, the above two paragraphs creeped into my mind, like the beginning of something I should write. Something rather incriminating, mind you - but there's no harm in giving it a shot. Put the story down on paper and see if it sounds as good as it does in my head. It's a true story, after all.