The red string vibrated, giving it weight and charge. Two other strings, one blue and one green, but identical to each other in every other way, were tied to the red string. If anything tried to split them apart, an invisible force would pull them together. The red string was very small, the force was more than enough to keep it where it was. 

I woke up. I had been dreaming that I was an architect. I had always wanted to be an architect, but somehow in high school I did too well in my science classes, and they convinced me I should go to an engineering school. I hated engineering.

I was sitting at my desk looking over one of my clients’ old returns. It was July. I didn’t have much to do. A few extensions, but even most of those were taken care of. I mean, I had things I could be doing, but nothing that couldn’t wait.