I was my own doppelgänger; but having to accept the unacceptable was part of the deal. I vowed to unvow, do the undoing, and move forward by travelling backwards. A few hours there would make all the difference – a few DAYS and I’d easily be able to create a whole new co-existence. My two gestalt halves needed merging, and as there was no suchness as the present, I’d have to retrieve myself from five hours in the past, where I’d left myself nine years before. In a different time, this same space would house new occupants: both of them me.