I had a dream the other night. I was rubbing the fuzz on the top of my head, as I always do. Suddenly, as if by magic, the fuzz turned into a perfectly layered bob. My hair was straight, soft and shiny. It was a reddish brown color and glowed in the light. Every time I turn my head my hair flew like a dress on a twirling little girl. And I was happy. I was so happy.