I don't know if I dreamed of my '80s doppleganger or if I was having an out of body experience in my sleep. It was weird.
I was standing behind and to the right of a guy who looked like I used to look in the '80s church days. He was skinny, wore a nerdy sweater and had big plastic-framed brown glasses, a buzz haircut and mustache. I distinctly felt as if I was staring at myself from outside of myself. I was like, "Oh, wow, is that what people see?"
It was disturbing, but I got used to it and was wondering if I might possibly be dead. But if so, why was this body still walking around? And why was he looking like a much younger, uncool version of me?
I remember when I was in the church and used to dress and look this way. There was one day when we were having a car wash and some people were laughing because this guy got out of his car to have it washed, and he looked exactly like me. I went over to see and, sure enough, the guy was a ringer.
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