Last week Wednesday I was on a short business trip and stopped along the way at a rest station to stretch. I was in washing my hands in the bathroom when an elderly man emerged from the stall. I didn’t really pay close attention to him at the time, but made myself aware of his presence. He walked over to the sink and washed his hands. As I was drying my hands with the electric dryer I glanced over his way. He too was now drying his hands.
I walked past him and as I did I saw myself. The old man drying his hands was me as an old man from another dimension. I saw myself as a old man. I walked out of the building trying to understand what just happened. I paused outside my vehicle for a few moments, waiting for the man to emerge from the building. Nothing. I waited a few more minutes, I wanted to see myself again, get a better look. He never appeared.
I am not sure what happened that afternoon but it was surely weird. I don’t know if he was swallowed back into the dimension he was from or what. This is now the second time that the time-space continuum has been distorted and I have steeped into it or across it or something.
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