Strange Dream

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I was in a very sunny place near the sea, full of changing rooms for people to use when changing into their swimsuits. I kept having issues with men like Patrick Stewart getting threads from their dressing gowns tangled up with mine, and I was mindful to cover myself in loads of slap... on the crowded promenade I approached a woman, who turned around and said 'Hi Blondie!'

The woman was me. Younger clearly though her age was hard to place. She had long thick dark brown hair, her skin was pale and her eyes were dark. I couldn't work out whether she was pretty or not, but she was certainly very striking and her voice was distinct too. Despite being me she didn't seem to recognise me at all, if anything she might have been mistaking me for CK who was one of the blondest people I knew back then. We didn't speak for long, puzzled by each other I think.There was no mirror nearby so I couldn't check to see how much we still resembled each other, and by the time I was in a changing room putting on more sun cream, we had long parted and I forgot to check.