To be totally fair, that one time with my family stands out because even for me, it was so weird. I usually can expect to recognize my own family, especially when (as happened here) I go up to them to comment on how "my niece has that same outfit". But it happens to a lesser degree all the time.
Directions, now. Sheesh. I once got lost directly across the street from my house, and that experience is not "just so weird".
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Date: 2008-04-25 10:13 pm (UTC)Directions, now. Sheesh. I once got lost directly across the street from my house, and that experience is not "just so weird".