Dream Goal
None
Meditation and Sleep
No meditation.
Dream
I was at a social function, perhaps at a gallery of some kind. It felt like a modern space and well lit. I don’t think Emily was there. Everyone was dressed up.
After drinks were served, there came some kind of sales display featuring a “facial creme”. Free samples were being given out. I was somehow convinced to try some. I had applied half to my face before rumours started circulating that the product, was in fact, Nair (a hair removal product).
I went to the washroom to wash off the creme, but it was too late. One eyebrow was gone, my hairline was on half my head was messed up, and half of my beard was gone.
Contemplations and Connections
I remember a conversation about something like this with my family a little while ago. We were talking about Nair for some reason, and to not get it confused with shampoo maybe?
In any case, what a cruel joke.