I wake up and it’s a beautiful day out. I decide to go for a walk. As I step out the door, I find myself on a familiar street that I know I have walked many times but can’t remember much else. It’s a city street. I think it is San Francisco but I’m not sure. I smile at other people I pass on the sidewalk. There are hundreds of people but the funny thing is they are all walking toward me; no one is walking with me in the same direction. I turn a corner and I see me walking toward me but we don’t recognize each other. There is no one else on the street on either side. I find myself being able to see me through the eyes of the other me. I lose myself in my other self and wonder which one am I? I see everything begin to melt as I see through his eyes and even I’m melting. I fight to return to myself and it is extremely painful but I succeed. I can now see the melting; I see my other self is melting.  I see an eye lost in the melting, of my other self, and I sense a pleading, a begging, but I don’t know what for. I don’t know how to help me or my other self.

I wake up.