Last night I had a dream.
I had really long, luxurious hair.
I was standing in a familiar yet strange bathroom and getting ready to shower.
I found a hairclip.
Then I kept finding more hairclips.
Hairclips I recognized from years ago.
Some I’d never seen.
And my hair was so long – like at least down to my waste.
In reality, this happens often with bobby pins.
Notsomuch with hairclips.
Most of them were gray and simple.
The others were clips that maybe I’d used in high school.
Bizarre.
I really do want my hair to grow out, though…
