You do.

The instant you zip up the zipper you find yourself standing in front of a mirror putting on lipstick. A flood of memories begin overwriting your own and you can feel yourself slipping into an abyss.

“Honey are you ready? We are going to be late.” An unknown voice calls out to you, yet as you stare at yourself in the mirror the name Francesca flows into your mind, as well as your marriage, having a baby daughter, and moving in to your apartment in Paris. It is all so real and so overwhelming you are getting more and more terrified as the mental image of your parents seem to shift into someone else’s. Looking down you see you are wearing a fabulous little black dress that must have cost a fortune and sexy designer pumps, the boots are no where to be seen. “Dani, hon, are you all right?” The voice asks again coming closer.

You are feeling dizzy and your slender hand grips the beautiful sink to steady yourself. “What have I done?” You ask the new you. The old You is disappearing rapidly. The owner of the voice is getting closer.