Dream Journal–the Beard Trim

I had a dream last night I was using scissors to lightly trim my beard, as I often do. As I trimmed I noticed large clumps of whiskers were falling, more than I intended to trim. I looked in the mirror and indeed, I was not trimming but shaving, taking the entire beard off. I wasn’t shocked or upset at all, and kept trimming/shaving. Soon I had no facial hair left at all…not only that, but looking in the mirror I noticed my face had changed to that of a stranger. This didn’t really upset me either, and I went on my way.

I think this is an indicator that I’m ready to embrace the big changes in my life. There may be bigger changes coming, I don’t know. I know that I’ve liked the changes I’ve made so far, and am going to stick with them.

Published by oregonmikeruby

I’m a regular guy that happens to like bicycling. I don’t look down my nose at people that don’t bike, or only bike casually, or aren’t into sacrificing their body/money/time/safety/sanity for the sake of biking. I have many other interests besides biking...but biking is the focus of this blog...other interests may come up incidentally.

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