Have you ever had a truly close friend? One so close you always seem to know the other's thoughts? Do people mistake you for siblings, or even a couple, because of your habit of finishing each other's sentences? Have you ever had a friend so close you seem to share dreams?

Imagine, if you will, a friend so close you really can see their dreams, hear their thoughts, read their mind. Consider what it would be like to truly share every tragedy, every triumph, every moment of life.

Now imagine that level of a connection with someone you've never met. Your days filled with thoughts that aren't yours, sights you've never seen, unfamiliar smells and sounds, a never ending sense of deja vu as you move through the world. Do you chalk it up to an over active imagination? Do you question your sanity?

Sent to the market late, rushing with your head down to get back before dark. Everyone around you doing the same. For some reason, you look up. A face in the crowd, looking right at you. A stranger with a face from your dreams, their bemused expression a mirror of your own. You find yourself trying to make a path as they too push through the crowd. Your vision splits, and for a brief moment, you see yourself walking towards you.

All it takes is a moment for the world to change.