Last week I dreamed I was combing the back of a girl's hair. Others were working on her hair and they were knotting it up and making it messy. This little girl's hair was so blonde, it was nearly white. As a child, Paul was a towhead and his hair was just as light.
In the dream, the girl's hair was not quite to her shoulders, so it was still short. I brushed the back of her hair, marveling at how pretty and smooth it was. The girl had such an innocent face, too. Almost cherubic, I'd say. Upon awakening, I felt peaceful and serene. Interesting dream, for sure.
I am a wife, mother, grandmother, gamer, introvert, autodidact, multipotentialite, bibliophile, forensic psychology student, true crime fan, liberal, activist, feminist, and openly secular. I have been a professional freelance writer, author, and editor since 1997. **All opinions solely my own and subject to change**
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Saturday, May 2, 2015
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