09 April 2013

Do you have a doppleganger? I met mine when we lived in Indiana. People stopped me in stores to talk about upcoming dinners, meetings, our children. Except.... I had no idea who they were. Soon I learned that they had  mistaken me for Gayle, a woman who looked enough like me to confuse just about everyone. Since I was new in town, I suppose it is more correct to say that I looked like her. We moved from Indiana in 1996 and I have not seen Gayle since then. I wonder if, as we've aged, we still look alike.

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