I had the weirdest dream last night.
I was standing in a room looking at a woman that I couldn't make out immediately. When I stepped closer to her I realized that she was me. Except she wasn't. Not really. And she was looking at someone that was, but was not, me, again!
This went on forever. You know, like when you stand in front of a mirror holding a mirror and you see the multiple reflections in it. It was like that except with multiple versions on myself. It was so weird.
That's the last time I eat anything spicy so late at night.