When I was a kid, I had this recurring dream that I was constantly running away from the characters on Beauty and the Beast. Gaston, the candles, the teacups, the dressers, you name it, they were chasing me. They were cartoon characters but the setting of my dreams were always reality and the only way I could escape was to hide underneath exercise equipment.

I don't know what it means.

I'm not even sure I want to.