Bad Hair Day

5-14

I dreamed that I woke up and looked in the mirror and someone had combed out all my dreads. I came downstairs. I was furious! I said “First of all,  HOW did you do this while I was sleeping and second of all WHY did you do this?!” I did not see anyone around me. I seemed to be railing to an empty house.

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