may 30, 2002.
I dreamt that as I watched myself in the mirror, I was able to change my hair colour by passing my hand over my head. Black to brown to blonde to red until my head was an explosion of conflicting shades. I woke up half expecting the same power to be vested in my waking hands.
Also, my dream mind is on a different club schedule, and is convinced that I used to be a regular at several fun nightclubs. It's very odd to "remember" things that fall into cobwebs when I awake.
1 year ago today:"I'm the young lady who brought all the rain."