Lety bob’s her hair
I had this dream a few days ago, but I am still thinking about it.
A troubled soul I was, dainty and feminine with my long black hair in braids. I was also wearing my Edwardian shirt. I go into the bathroom and with a pair of huge fabric scissors and proceeded to cut my hair. In two strokes it was all gone. The remaining hair on my head hung awkwardly by my cheeks. It’s been so long.