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I forgot who I was, only that every time I woke up from a nightmare, it was 9:30 a.m., I was on the same flight, the same flight attendant smiled at me, and the only text message I had on my cell phone was the one I sent to myself. On the tenth day, I broke through the endless cycles and nightmares to knock on the door that appeared in my dreams.