For some reason I was homeless. Very poor, homeless and miserable. A beautiful woman with long blonde hair started to talk to me. We talked for a long time, but I couldn't really see her well for some reason. I did notice that she was wearing two beautiful rings on her right hand.

She asked me to come walk with her back to her house, which was down a very long road. As we were walking together, I felt ashamed because I was fat and ugly. I put my hands in my pockets and found another ring, as beautiful as the ones she was already wearing. I offered it to her and smiled; she put it on a finger on her left hand. She took my hand and held it as we walked down the road. She admitted that she was really in love with me, which I found difficult to believe. I told her that I felt the same way about her. I stopped feeling ugly and became very happy and comfortable.