I discovered something yesterday. Or at least I
think I did. You can never be too sure these days with all the strange things that
are happening around the place. And anyway, my grasp on reality has never been
the same since reading Philip K Dick’s Exegesis. At least the weird dreams have
stopped for now-I think. So I was on the side of the library waiting to cross
the road to the café and through the window, I saw a girl, well, a woman who
was the spitting image of me. I didn’t have my glasses on because vanity always
gets the better of me but it was just like looking in a mirror; she was so identical.
I moved my arms to see if she did the same; she didn’t. That got a man staring
at me. I crossed the road, peering intently at her. As I went in, she looked
towards me and it seemed like she quickly turned away. I got a coffee and went
to sit down and she’d gone. As if by magic which is I suppose the correct thing
for a doppelganger to do. I couldn’t see her through the window in either
direction. I took the coffee and sat outside so I could have a smoke. It’s an uneasy
feeling having a doppelganger unless I was just hallucinating again. I should
have asked if anyone else saw the resemblance. It reminded me of years ago when
I was crossing a busy road in London and stopped at the island in the middle
and out of nowhere a girl popped up and asked me the directions to Abney Park cemetery
which was about 20 metres away. If that wasn’t odd enough, the next Saturday in
the same place, what seemed the same girl asked me again. I had to lie down
after that. Weird coincidence with someone with short term memory loss or
something else? A few days before the doppelganger cropped up, I was driving
back into town in the dark-first time I’d left here for almost a year-noticed a
car staying behind me which is unusual as I drive a lot slower since picking up
two speeding tickets the same day last year. A bit paranoid lately despite
being tooled up, especially being a woman at night and with all the stories hear
about roaming mobs of Satanists or whatever this week’s scare is. I took a
detour off the main drag, pulled over for a smoke for 5 minutes. No-one
followed. When I got back to SH1, the same car was coming along as if it had
just restarted. I put on a bit of speed but it kept the same distance behind
the whole way home, even though I did a ticky tour. I think there were two men
it. Haven’t seen them since. No idea what any of this means.
How’s Rick?
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