So I had this dream a few nights back, where I go to the dining hall for dinner, but the cafeteria lady won't take my card. So I look at the card (which, mind you, is pretty beat up in real life, but still functional) and all the writing and the picture have almost completely faded off. I try to tell her that it really is my card, and that if she charges the meal on it it will work anyway, but she won't believe me. Does this mean that I feel I am losing myself, and that it does not go unnoticed, but I continue to perpetuate the self I have created? It would appear that I have some thinking to do.