So this morning I had a very odd dream that I removed all my skin and stood in front of the bathroom mirror checking myself out, looking like the Visible Man. I could see the exact reason why my neck was aching. I wondered whether my skin would snap back when I put it back on. (Don't worry, it did, quite nicely).
Much later in the day I wandered into a flowerchildgathering at the park near my house and met a girl there who painted my face. She had brought an art book to look out while picnicking and it was by Alex Grey. And there was the image from my dream (minus the spiritual aura stuff that he does.
So there you go! A very odd day. Paging Dr. Jung...