I dreamt I was unhappy with the color of my skin. I didn’t like the shape of my bum, my hair was too thin, and no one could see the light in my eyes. I was angry with God for making me an unfashionable human being. I threw rocks at His window until one smashed it. God poked His head out and invited me up. He opened the door and to my surprise, God looked exactly like me, except He was smiling.