I fell asleep listening to Radiohead. I had dream I had walked out of a forest into a field of snow. The snow wasn't really snow. I had walked out into a field of white swans. I remember watching them throw back their necks. Everything glowed.
When we used to play the, what-animal-do-i-look-like game, my sister was always a raccoon. I was a swan.
Swans are bitches.
I woke up this morning with crazy hair...like perfect ringlet curls. I've always wanted beautiful curls...like the ones in old paintings.
I woke up thinking about my neck and wondering by what luck did I manage to don these ringlets...and so I broke out the camera.