The Man in My Dreams

Blurb My Brain:
Last night I had one of those dreams you aren't likely to forget. I dreamt I was in a hotel, or dorm, I can't quite tell. I was in the shower when the glass doors fogged up. Then some writing appeared and the dim bathroom lights got significantly brighter. They weren't super bright, like they weren't blinding or anything. It was just brighter. Then I saw a silhouette. Scared the shit out of me, naturally, so I started screaming. Then the writing changed from "keep the gift, for that is what it is" to "keep calm my child," and I reduced to a small whimper.

The man appeared before me, and I said, "Jesus?"

But he looked a LOT like Ashton Kutcher.

Then we chatted about my life and events coming up. All the while, I was stark naked. I didn't realize this fact until after "Jesus" left.

Now that I am awake, it made me wonder, A: does Jesus really look like Ashton. B: is Ashton Jesus, just trying to make a living like the rest of us C: why wasn't "what if god was one of us" stuck in my head when I woke up. D: Why did Jesus write on the window when he could have just spoken? And E: is my wedding the gift? Because we didn't talk about anything but Fiancé and I and the wedding.