It seems impossible to tell where we might have ended up if our paths never crossed, if our trajectories did not intersect and if we didn't feel compelled to strike out in a new direction. When our universes collided, did the impact rob us of velocity? Was that why it became difficult to identify our new centres of gravity?

So much later, I saw that you recognised me, not for my face, perhaps for my name, but really it wasn't either of those things that mattered.

"Feel free to appear in my dreams," you said, but I was not certain if I had a say in such things as destinies. I swallowed the nagging feeling, wondering — would the world have been a different place if we had never met?