i'm 'the one'.

i had a dream last night i was sitting on a rooftop overlooking a huge city, at dusk. beside me was a friend who i've always harboured a sometimes-tiny, sometimes-enormous crush on. he was telling me that he was about to ask his current girlfriend to marry him. i just remember looking down between my sneakered feet, down down down, at least 30 stories between me and the sidewalk and the cars and people busying themselves below, all out of focus, and feeling as though an enormous weight was pressing on me, like it was going to crush my head. i tried to make a moaning noise, i felt so sad that he was about to marry someone that wasn't me, even though i knew i would never marry him myself, even if circumstances were different and i wasn't already somewhat happily hitched. so i tried to make this noise, this sort of moaning, sad noise, to express myself, and what came out of my throat was a genuine rumbling growl, as though my throat had grown thick with muscles and unfamilliar vocal chords. my friend took his eyes off the glittering skyline and looked at me curiously, and then his eyes grew huge and terrified. i couldn't figure out what was going on until i looked at my hands. they'd turned into great, huge, furry orange and white paws. my head felt heavier, and more square, my mouth itched. i tried to shake the feeling off and get off of the ledge to walk around a bit, and that was when i realized that i had turned into a bengal tiger. my friend was speechless, gaping at me. i twisted my body around, landed on my four huge paws, and loped slowly away, leaving him on the darkening roof, to wonder.