Second night in a row. Last night I was a gay Jewish man (possibly transsexual?) hiding out in a country occupied by the Nazis, and last night I was about to die and we found another woman who agreed that my soul could posses her body. I had hair like Merida from Brave, so it might just be wishful thinking. In the end I think I asked for an exorcism because I realised it was wrong.
Also I went book-shopping while possessing someone. Weird. In fairness, my dream-logic was that I could die and leave the kids- I had to find a solution.
I think I need a few cups of tea.