A few years ago there was a TV series about a man that wakes up in a house he does not recognize with a family that claims to be his. Some of the episodes are on Youtube www.youtube.com/watch?v=KEehuATK4v0
There are various similar accounts from people that appear to be genuine.
“Four months ago I awoke on a normal morning. I was in my rented home where I’d been living for seven years. Everything was the same, except that my bed linen was different, and I paid no attention at the time.
"So I went to work in my car, which was parked where I’d always parked, and it was the same office I’d worked in for the last 20 years. But when I got to my department, it wasn’t my department. It has names on the door and mine wasn’t on it. I thought I was on the wrong floor, but no, it was my own floor. I went over to the office’s wireless section and looked myself up. I still worked there, but in another department, reporting to a superior I didn’t even know.
"So I went to the department indicated in the directory, said I was feeling ill, and left. All the contents of my handbag were the same: my credit cards, my ID, everything, but I didn’t recall having changed departments at any time.
"I went to the doctor and underwent drug and alcohol testing…all clean.
"I returned to work the next day and was able to make my way by asking questions and saying that I wasn’t feeling well."
Here is another:
“I’ve been separated from my partner of seven years for some six months. We broke up and I started a relationship with a fellow from my neighborhood. I know him perfectly well, having been with him for four months. I know his name, surname, address, where he works, his son from another relationship, and where he studies.
"Well, that fellow no longer exists. He appeared to have existed before my 'jump' but there is no trace of him now.
"I’ve hired a detective to find him and he does not exist.
"I’ve visited a psychiatrist and its all been put down to stress. He thinks they’re hallucinations, but I know this isn’t the case. My former boyfriend is with me as though nothing had happened—apparently we never broke it off [in this world]—and Agustín (my current boyfriend) appears to have never existed. He doesn’t live in the apartment he used to live at and I cannot find his son."
My own experiences are much less extensive - as far as I can remember.
The most obvious one was opening my eyes after a deep meditation and being in the wrong room. I closed my eyes and reopened them and I was back in the right room.
"I had an experience at 16, .. I tried to explain it at the time, but was of course dismissed as “bumpin my head to hard” I was in a car accident, that everyone agreed I shouldn’t have survived at all, but I did. But I still maintained that I survived in a different reality than what I was in before the accident.
..it was the “little things” ... I ...chalked it up to hitting my head, or shock. As time went on though it was obvious that I was stuck in the strangeness of this world. The only proof I have is a scar that happened as a child under my lip that in the new reality my parents said never happened, in fact that we didn't even have a floor furnace in the house I thought it happened in"
"Always small things, nothing so drastic as missing a lover or my job being different.
About five years ago the death of Andy Rooney was all over the news. They had a funeral, TV shows saying goodby. It was all over the internet, the TV and the Radio. Andy had passed away
60 Min did a big goodbye show.
I watched it all and thought it was a great loss of a big personality.
Then in November of this year, Andy Rooney “died” again.
I was amazed, no one remembered that he had been reported dead years before, no one but me that is.
That got me thinking, and noticing things. So I started checking around as best as I could. I found that I remember a number of other folks being reported in the news as having died, but they are still alive, or only recently died.
I was puzzled, and started noticing other things.
Like the day that the red and silver fire hydrants appeared all over town.
The fire hydrants in the small town where I live were few and far between, and they were painted yellow.
The one day there were fire hydrants every few hundred feet, all over the streets of town.
And they were painted dark red with silver caps.
I check out a few of them, they had obviously been painted years ago and the paint was old, cracked and fading."
