Up early from a bad dream. I dreamt I dove into a pool of water. When I came out my wet hair trailed behind me as I climbed a tall, winding staircase. When I go to the top, I felt the weight of it and I decided to cut it off. After I cut it, I looked down and saw my hair was flowing behind me more than 3 flights down. I marveled at its length and beauty and mourned realizing that it was no longer mine. I stood there feeling the cool air on my neck and watching the ends of the hair go from straight to curly as it dried on the stairs. Knowing that I had made a huge, undoable, mistake. (WTF?)
Posted on: Sat, 09 Nov 2013 11:26:40 +0000
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