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that I cut my hair.
My hair is an integral part of my identity. I have dyed it practially every color and worn many styles, but now that I've finally grown it all out and gotten all the color off, and it looks like it did when I was in high school and I feel like MYSELF again, I have a dream about cutting it off!
I dreamed it was in a low ponytail, and I was standing in front of my dresser mirror in my bedroom, and, on a whim, I cut it all off, clean, just below the rubber band. Then I took it down, and it wasn't much shorter, just thinner and chopped up, which of course doesn't make sense. It reminded me of a terrible haircut I got about two years and a half years ago in England.
Nothing much is going on lately except I had a job interview today.
I used to have a recurring dream that my teeth were all falling out and disintegrating in my mouth. But that was because of my miserable relationship at the time.
I await diagnosis.
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