weave me a hat

I had about 500 dreams last night but here's one I can remember: I dreamt I got a hair weave. I took some medication that was going to make my hair fall out--at least, some of it. So Sean cut off most of my hair underneath and left a short thin layer on top. For some reason, this was the best thing to do. Then, he weaved in the fake hair and it looked so obvious and ridiculous, especially with the mere wisps of hair I had left. I spent the remainder of the dream looking for good hats around the house that I could wear, noting I couldn't wear my gray one (that i have in real life) because it was getting so hot outside (also true). I was getting frustrated that I couldn't find a decent baseball cap.

I like when my consciousness seeps into my subconsciousness a little bit. The conscious/logical part of my brain sometimes questions things happening like, "wait a minute... this can't be real..." but the subconscious always, ALWAYS wins. "Shut up, YOU!" it says and my consciousness cowers away and the ridiculousness ensues.