I had several dreams that morphed into the next, but 6 and Taw were in (I think the 2nd one?) where I was standing in this house surrounded by trees that seemed miles and miles high. I kept touching my own hair wondering how the hell it was so soft and walked around the corner and there were 6 and Taw, writing on a blackboard. Instead of asking WTF they were doing there, I asked them to feel my hair because it was the softest thing I had ever felt in my life. I kept wondering if I had accidentally gotten something else stuck in my hair because it was so soft. 6 had a baby in her arms and kept wandering off to show the kid the super tall trees, and Taw was writing all these strange words on the board.
TAFWARUAR
KETFLUIR
that sort of thing. And she's trying to teach me what they mean and I'm all, "That's not English, Taw!" and she's all, "You're not looking hard enough!"
All the time I'm still petting my hair. I woke up wondering if my fat cat was near me and maybe I was petting him, but no - no soft hair for me
