Okay, enough

A man sits on my steps.

He’s in my way. I ask him to move. He stays.

I try and step over him. He grows three times in size. I fall back on the sidewalk.

I leave and go to a movie. The movie is about a dog that doesn’t have a name. Everyone loves to pet the dog, but they don’t know what to call it.

I leave the movie and come back to my steps. The man sits in the same position. He is normal size.

I move to step over him and he shrinks until I can’t see him anymore. I enter my house.

I sit on my couch.

I get up and look out the front window. The man sits on the steps. He is regular size. He looks back at me.