Last night I dreamed that I was traveling with friends on a train over a long distance.  As we traveled, we would occasionally pass through a tunnel that would immerse us in total darkness.  As we emerged into the light again, each time I noticed something else that was just a little bit different.  One tunnel would change a companions hair, the next another’s pants, as it went on the results progressed in intensity.  Eventually a whole person was replaced.  I seemed to be the only one who noticed.

Then I shifted and I was a mother who had lost a child during one of the tunnels. I looked every where for my missing child.  But as I asked, each person seemed more and more confused as they had not seen a child with me.  Finally, I stopped asking and began to realize why.  Although it felt as if all of these changes were happening in front of me.  I eventually realized that the people around me are not changing places, instead I was the one who was sliding from one reality to the next.