For someone who portrays the world that she's OK with wearing a wig, I still finding myself having the same dream.

I wake up one morning, just like any other morning and start getting ready for work. I go through the routine of taking out the dog, showering, brushing my teeth, doing my makeup (all with the towel on my head) and them situating my wig before I leave for the office...

But this particular day is different because I have time to kill and notice my hair has grown in substantially. So I start playing around, using curling irons, blow dryers and straightening irons. Low and behold I have a whole head of beautiful hair and I don't have to wear my wig to work that day.

It all came in as quickly as it went away. And of course, in this dream, every hair is exactly even and shiny and perfect like what you would see on a hair dye commercial. And it just naturally falls into this beautiful style without having to get it styled by anyone but my own handy tools (that I don't even own anymore in real life).

And it's a happy day. Im beaming, excited to show everyone the new me. Then I wake up.

I'm never disappointed when I wake, but it takes me a couple days to forget the dream. I don't dwell on it or anything, and I don't spend my days pining for my hair.

Maybe I should start keeping track of these dreams, when they occur. I just ordered a new wig... a line I've never tried and a style and color I've never had. Maybe these dreams have something to with my eagerness to get my "new hair" and stop wearing the wigs with the horribly frayed edges from where my body heat meets my neck.