I had a dream that my mom and I went to Target to get haircuts. They put me in some kind of automatic hair cutting machine. The haircut was horrible. They held up a mirror and someone else's head was in the way randomly but I made him move. I thought I was looking at my mom's bad haircut. It was mostly shaved to gray stubble, except at the very top that was shredded to varying lengths at random. and I was outraged and stormed out. We walked home with food even though we had a car. I learned that it was my haircut and I was very sad.
In my dream I woke up, and checked to see that I didn't really have a terrible haircut, and then I woke up.
Sunday, June 10, 2007
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