Ever since I wrote the blog post about how to remember your dreams, I have been remembering mine consistently. Until that point, there had been a very long period where I would fall into a dead sleep and remember nothing in the morning.
Last night, I dreamed that I had overprocessed my hair in an attempt to straighten it. I had so many chemicals in it, my hair was falling out. I didn’t even notice it at first, I thought everything was ok. But I was playing with my son, who wasa baby in my dream; he had his hand in my hair and came away with clumps of it between his little fingers. When I looked into the mirror, it was not just that one spot but an elaborate pattern of bald spots all over my head.
On a side note, in my dream, as I was playing with my son (somehow there was a tire swing set up at my mother’s apartment), I was extremely concerned about accidentally crashing into the glass doors of my mother’s china cabinet.
Playing the game, trying to keep up appearances, and feeling not up to par definitely are themes in my life right now on several different fronts. Am I over processing? Am I full of holes? Am I unpretty?
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