As in, I was Amelia Earhart in my previous life before I disappeared in a cloud of smoke in the sky and died and came back as just plain old Emily.
Does it count that I even *chose* the name "Amelia" for myself in 10th grade Spanish class? Because that's who I was in my other life, duh. It's gotta be true, it's just gotta!
OK, so you can tell that I think this theory is pretty dumb. When I die, I am not anticipating that any shred of me will ever return to this Earth as someone or something else.
With that being said, I have spent the last 5 years observing our Lab mix Rudi and I am thoroughly convinced that she was one of those old people you see on the beach that looks like a piece of well-oiled leather in a previous life. I came to this conclusion for one very specific reason: she is completely and utterly obsessed with laying in the sun. I mean, if there a miniscule square of sun on the floor that is like THIS big, she will find it and she WILL lay in it for all eternity. As in, until she comes back in her next life as
On a typical day, Rudi can be found doing something like this:
I need a rest after a long, stressful day at the office
Then again, it's likely that she is completely exhausted. You know, from being forced to do things like this:
Does this make my muscles look big?