Have you ever had one of those moments when you are doing something and then, all of a sudden, you have a sort of vision?

I had one tonight and it gave me great pause. We had finished dinner and I was to clean the table. So I put some jazz on and went to work. I had just finished taking everything to the kitchen when I noticed something shmutz was on the living room table. So, I grabbed a napkin and started wiping it up, my hand moving in circles.

All of a sudden, I saw myself in black slacks, white shirt, suspenders, and a black apron. I was cleaning a small, round mahogany table in a dimly lit lounge. There was noone else there, and all the other table had the chairs upside down on them.

It was the most surreal of experiences and it lasted only a moment. But something felt so “right” about it. “Right” enough for me to stop what I was doing and think about what I just saw, or felt, or whatever it was that I was.

Anyway, I just had to get that down someplace before I forgot.