9 December 2007

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I don't feel like a real person today. I sort of floated around my job and said some things. Someone said I looked like I was going to pass out. I was more worried that I would see a shelf but not acknowledge it as existing or able to affect me or forget what it was and walk right into it. I'm not on any mind-affecting drugs despite my wisdom teeth coming out.

I saw a woman with a fall of hair that made me say 'woah' out loud. It looked like feathers in the front. I think the ponytail was fake, but it was beautiful anyway. If she had popped her gum, I might have loved her, but as it was I just watched her go up the escalator and come back down in skinny jeans and tall black boots with a faux fur coat and thought about the 80s. But her hair was beautiful.

I who haven't washed my hair in... a bit... was jealous. Mine is tamed and stuffed into a corralled pony-tail.  Hers was wild horses, despite probably being fake.

I just liked the feathers.

I would like to wake up, I think.

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