So, I have had some odd dreams here and there past few weeks, and normally only post on the really apocalyptic stuff, but... so, last night, my hairdresser was trimming my hair and remarking on how fine it was. I have super fine hair, finer then anyone I know. Takes me like a month to grow a five oclock shadow...
I remarked, to her I had this dream, she replied, "Don't all dreams mean something", I said, "No, this was just some silly stress dream".
Anyway, a big source of joy for me has been how many times I have survived death and the fact that though I am 41 I still can pass for being a teenager.
So, the dream... I had cut my hair short for some reason, and saw suddenly in a back mirror that I had a huge, looming bald spot on the back of my head. This deeply bothered me.
Ever after that in the dream, I would see my reflection in the mirror and I looked like some kind of monk. I wondered why on earth God would ever curse men with such a horrible thing.
In a bit, I woke up, felt my hair, and thankfully, it was all there.
I remarked, to her I had this dream, she replied, "Don't all dreams mean something", I said, "No, this was just some silly stress dream".
Anyway, a big source of joy for me has been how many times I have survived death and the fact that though I am 41 I still can pass for being a teenager.
So, the dream... I had cut my hair short for some reason, and saw suddenly in a back mirror that I had a huge, looming bald spot on the back of my head. This deeply bothered me.
Ever after that in the dream, I would see my reflection in the mirror and I looked like some kind of monk. I wondered why on earth God would ever curse men with such a horrible thing.
In a bit, I woke up, felt my hair, and thankfully, it was all there.