sad dream
I remember we were in some place like Italy, which was weird because I've never been there, but the roads were brick and walkable. I was with someone who I trusted and they suggested they give my hair a bit of a trim. I love my long hair so I'm a bit wary, but I agree and tell them not to cut much because I like how long it is.
So we go to their place and they start cuttting my hair in this weird rolling chair, and their rolling me around their kitchen and we're talking and having a nice time. At some point I look down and in my lap is a huge long lock of my hair, and I grab it and bolt out of there, running into the street.
Eventually I break down and begin to sob, cluching my hair and weeping over it, while the person I trusted stands over me, embarrased, while other people pass by and look at me.
I'm just crying over my hair, and looking up at the person who cut it completely betrayed, and they're just exasperated like it isn't a big deal.
That's all I remember