Darling, don’t you go and cut your hair.
I had this nasty
dream last night. I was having my hair cut. Everything was going well when at
some point I realised it was all over and I had no hair left. I was completely,
horribly bald. Me, a girl. How could it come to this? I was sitting there fuming,
watching a sullen middle-aged woman in a white frock perfume my forehead. I was
thinking of a terrible revenge. In fact, I was going to strangle her. But just
as I stood up from my chair, the dream was over and I woke up.
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