The Man I Think I Know

by Mike Gayle

It didn’t make sense that a single event could have transformed someone so radically, that one day he was himself and then for no other reason than bad luck he woke up as someone else entirely. It seemed too much like the stuff of science fiction and horror movies, of Revenge of the Bodysnatchers or Freaky Friday, certainly not something that could occur in the real world.

I do not like how I am feeling right now and I wish it would stop.

Bad luck isn’t the preserve of an educated life, any more than good luck. Time and chance happen to us all.

‘It’s like I said at the very beginning, someone did it for me, and today I get to pay them back by helping you. If you really want to repay me, find someone who needs help and give it to them. It’s that simple.’