My last dream was pretty disconcerting.
It was like I was trapped in a Twilight Zone episode or a David Lynch movie where the laws of physics themselves seemed to be breaking down around me. I would see things appear and disappear in-and-out of thin air without anyone else noticing, and the people in my life themselves would change shape – take on different hairstyles, skin colours, even different dimensions (Imagine someone becoming a living Picasso and you’ve got a pretty accurate description or what I’m talking about.).
Matters got so bad that I opened the front door of my home, and facing the cold winter weather outside, I screamed out to God to deliver me from whatever was happening. Well, it seems that God did answer my cry, for the weird breakdown of reality came to a halt. In this new stabilized reality, I found that I was now blond, in my early teens, and with a pronounced overbite; I was also the sidekick of both Superman and the Flash, dressed in some Kid Flash/Superboy combo outfit.