Have you ever dreamt from a perspective other than your own, such as an alter ego or personality?

About a week ago, I had a fairly terrifying dream. Nothing bad happened (in fact, nothing much happened), but I began the dream lumbering down my street from an old neighborhood pretty much exactly like the most derelict and disgusting homeless person one could imagine and whose mind has been mashed into paste. I scared some mommy whose kids happened to be right in my path, and I was mumbling crazy shit to nobody in particular. Upon reaching my “home” and family/relatives, I reverted to something just like an inconsolable two year old who just wants to go home. I was on the floor in full body sobbing for a long stretch of minutes (over wanting everyone to stay home instead of going out as they had planned) and woke up breathing similarly. When I woke up, I had a moment of having to remember that that person wasn’t me, and it really freaked me out.

I’ve never dreamt that way before. Have you? Any insight?