Who Is This?

Last night I dreamt that I had lost my memory. I was asking people what date it was, what country I was in, it was disturbing.

I think it came about partly from being set, in part, in the UK, which of course I have no recent memory of.

Whenever I travel between the UK and NZ in real life, upon my arrival, the absence of any recent memories in what appears to be my 'normal' life always throws me a bit. Actually it works to my advantage, as I get a great feeling of freedom from any sense of ongoing responsibility or commitments.