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but in particular, they remind me about two dreams I had about her a couple of years after we met.
Maria and I both worked at the same place, and often times we would end up working at the same
times. I usually walked to work, but one day when I was halfway there to work, it started to rain. It
really started to pour. Maria, who drove to work, saw me walking and she stopped and gave me a
ride to work.

We had been together for at least two years and then one night I have this dream. I'm walking down
stairs. I hear this woman sitting at the bottom of a staircase crying. I ask her what's wrong and she
looks up at me with big watery eyes.

The scene shifts like dreams like to do, and we are inside of a house. I look at her hand and I see a
tattoo. I ask her what it is, and she tells me it's a butterfly in the shape of a heart. I ask her why, and
she says to me, "Because it's through fate that we find our soulmate." I didn't have as good a
memory then and I didn't start writing down my dreams yet so I can't remember the dream so well,
but I can remember what she said about finding your soulmate with the help of fate clearly.

The butterfly effect theory basically states that one event, no matter how big or how small, can
effectively influence the course of the future. One question often associated with this theory asks if
the flap of a butterfly's wings in one part of the world can cause a natural disaster in another part of
the world.

I gather that her tattoo meant that regardless of how random or senseless some things may be,
coincidence has nothing to do with us finding our one true love. Our soulmate. That we find the
ones we are suppose to live the rest of our lives with through fate.

The next thing I know, I'm lying in bed with the woman. Sometime later there is a banging on the
door, and all I can hear is the name Diane ringing through my head. The woman gets up out of bed
and goes to see who it is, and it's Maria on the other side of the door.

A few months later after having that dream, I have it again, but different things happen. It's the
same woman in the same house, except this time I don't cheat on Maria. I tell Diane that I have to
leave, that I'm not attracted to her flame, and she becomes furious, but before I go to turn away I
notice that her tattoo is on her right hand this time. It's plagued me for years. In the first version of
the dream, the tattoo is on her left hand, and in the second version, it's on her right hand. That one
little change.

Because of free will, it sometimes seems as if we all write our own futures. There is a man who sets
up dominoes to fall in a specific order in a specific way. He hits the first domino. The beginning.
Everything goes to plan, and finally the last domino falls. The ending. He does this until he feels
confident that he knows what will happen every time. Now he sets them up again the same exact
way, but this time he gives domino number sixty-seven a free will. He hits the first domino to start
the sequence.

Everything goes to plan until it gets to sixty-seven. Sixty-seven has removed from its spot and has
wondered off, ruining everything. Now this man knows that he cannot predict what will happen if
these dominoes have a free will.