K.L.
I absolutely believe in reincarnation! I dream often of a shoot out in the old west.
High noon, I'm watching from the window as two men draw. The man to my right has the quick draw, and wins the duel. I rush down the rickety wooden staircase, and into the street to stop the bleeding of the shot man. I know him, and I hope he is ok. J. a wound to the shoulder, I take him into the building, and up to the room I was previously in.
This dream never changes, and it is soooooo real! I think its a memory. Call M. crazy, but you'd believe it too, if it happened to you!