My job took me to a residential part of town that I would never normally have any reason to go to. I had to go to a specific address. I found it quite easily and parked the car about twenty yards from the customers home.
I had a sense of deja vu - but an unpleasant and rather disturbing one.
I took a good look around me. I didn't know anyone who lived anywhere near here, I'd never been here before........had I? I walked up the street towards my appointment not being able to shake off this unsettling feeling that was really taking hold of me. What the hell did this street mean to me?!! Then it happened. The event had registered because I'd been with my wife at the time and even though it happened 3 years and 11 months ago it was a particularly upsetting time for both of us.
I reached the house I was due to visit and, before knocking, I turned in the direction of my parked car and looked straight at a property on the other side of the road. That was it. That was the one. The last house I'd ever called at as a JW.