I like experimenting with food right before bed. Sometimes, I can guarantee weird dreams with whatever it is I'm eating. Like last night, I had popcorn. I ALWAYS have crazy, realistic dreams with popcorn. For some reason.
In my dream, I was living in an apartment complex next door to a friend. We had a fight and I rushed back to my apartment, where my boyfriend was. He was in the kitchen boiling water and he picked me up and held me while I cried. Then, I realized something had changed. I looked at him and at the water and stepped away from him.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
Then I understood that he was going to switch bodies with me -- but then I realized no, he wasn't, he was going to take my SKIN and I was just going to be dead. The water was to either clean up what was left of me or start the process of separating my skin from the rest of me.
I think he got close to me because he was out to get the person I lived next door to, and the only way he could get away with the murder was to make it look like I did it.
He was a body jumper.
And then everything stopped and we were done filming that scene. I was on TV! And while I was being held by the guy, I thought, "I can totally do this! I can act!" It was a bit of a revelation.
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