0121. i looked into the mirror and there was this empty patch at the top of my crowning glory; somewhat akin to a clearing in the forest, or an area of hiroshima that got nuked out back in 1945.
fuck, i was freaking balding!
the said "clearing" appeared to be about as big as the size of a burger, or maybe even larger. definitely androgenic alopecia aka male pattern balding, no doubt. i cautiously prod the open area with my finger and the skin really felt like my own scalp. damn, my hairline wasnt even receding yet and this happens!
then strangely, i tugged at the back of my head and peeled an adhesive object off the top of my crown. the balding patch (along with some fake hair along the edges) came off just like a worn out plaster on a girl's feet that wanted to fit into some heels.
and there it was, under the bald scalp sticker, was my own natural hair. before i had time to react, i woke up, subconsciously touching the top of my head.
got hair, got hair. whew. just another of my weirdo dreams.
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