I'm just sitting here on the couch at home. I must have dozed off and was thinking i'd gone to have a haircut. The barber was cutting someone elses hair, and i was the only one waiting, until an old man came in and sat next next to me. We spoke to each other for a few minutes, just passing the time of day. When the barber finished his customer and was getting paid, he looked over to me and pointed to the barbers chair. I said to the old man 'my turn', i stood up and took two steps across the room before i realised i was in my own lounge, i turned around to look at the old man i'd been talking to, and he wasn't there.
