(10/10/08) tonsures

(Entered in paper journal while on Q-train.)

Dream #1

I may have seen my head. I had blind spots like veins running through my hair. I thought, I'm finally going bald.

I now stood in a room. A man, who may have looked like a Chinese (?) monk, walked in. The room was like a plain living room, maybe a little cluttered. The man's head was shaved, with a thickish layer of stubble growing on it. Around the crown of the man's head was a ring-shaped bald spot.