I keep having dreams about hair.
Plaiting hair.
I get very distressed when I realise how encapable I am of achieving the above when I wake up.
i think my critical studies essay will be about hyper reality and tapping the subconscious.
Obviously this is an ideal situation, but my lack of knowledge or patience will hinder the effort.
I'll end up writing about knitting again.
I accidentally shredded a roll of 35mm I had been nursing for 2 months.
There is something wrong with the teeth on my pentax.
I have a wedding to plan.
