|Yeah, so, it was a bit like this I suppose.|
Not sure it was exactly the same, but,
then, that's not the point.
I recall it felt nice.
And this is close to my hair colour so...
However, given that hair is such a topic for me, along with shoes (I saw a lovely pair in IKEA, not known for selling shoes, and actually genuinely considered stealing them - they weren't for sale - but they turned out to be size 5 and thus waaaaay too small; and the local supermarket that sells clothes doesn't have any in my size now), it turns out that I shall be talking about it again. So, here it is. I had a dream about my hair being grown out and long, it was not the focus of the dream, but what got me was how realistic it felt. I could almost feel the volume in my hair as it fell about my ears, the pull of the straighteners I was using with a brush and it was... well, part of the routine or getting ready for work. I cannot recall what it looked like, though I think I was using a mirror in the dream, just the feeling of it and how it fell about my head, just in the periphery of my vision. It was nice.
|Oh, I'm just indulging with this, I know. Hey, at|
least it isn't a picture of a wig!
Clearly, I also seem to have a thing lately for curtseys. So, who am I to argue with my subconscious? I shall add another animated gif (to the left) to indulge and, also, to say a genuine and heartfelt thanks to all the people that indulge me by reading this blog. It's very much my safe place and it is also a place I am pleased to call my own. Not having the net for a week and a bit brought that home quite a bit! So, thank you *curtsey*
Oh, I'm back alright, fear my random meanderings!