I was standing in the queue at the post office when it happened for the first time.A man said, "Long time no see. How`s the new job going?" I`d never seen him before.I didn`t have a job.A case of mistaken identity.Then in Boots the girl on the till said, "Irene- no its not you.You`re the spitting image!" Later I thought about it who is she my doppelganger? Who would I be if I wasn`t me? If I had that freedom to be someone else entirely. A weight lifted from me I felt different already.