Last night, I chased myself in my dream. It was strange, because i beat the shit out of myself before i realized that it was me:

My wife and I were walking up a huge hill. We were almost at the exit of a trail when chelse (my wife) turned around suddenly and started the walking in the opposite direction, down the hill. It took me a minute to realize that she was gone. I also noticed that someone was following her, and that person was naked. I ran after her as fast as i could, but she was also running. I ran so fast, that I barely had to take steps down the hill. I practically glided. At that point it seemed like I was in an old medieval setting. The forest was golden. I finally caught up to the man following her. He was skinny and had medium length black hair. I beat him to the ground. I turned him around, he was extremely frightened, and realized it was me. his face was clean shaven, and he looked much younger. I questioned him on why he was following chelse. he said, because she is my wife.

Has anyone else ever met themselves in a dream?