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Dreaming of Beard Loss
May. 6th, 2017 08:04 amI was in graduate school I think, which is strange because I didn't go to graduate school, with my best friend from college Greg and some other guys. Our "dorm" was actually fancy apartments with huge bathrooms, so we were probably incredibly far in debt.
The dream started with us in the bathroom. I was getting ready for bed. Greg and the others were going out with friends. I slept and woke up the next morning. I went to the bathroom to get ready for the day. When I got out of the shower and went to the mirror, I noticed my beard was gone. Or rather, it was "almost" gone. The fur on my cheeks and chin was gone, but the slight under growth along my jawline was sticking out and my mustache had been trimmed back. I looked awful. I was in shock and furious. I couldn't figure out what happened.
After getting dressed, I went looking for Greg for an explanation. After running into one of our other friends who told me where he was, I found Greg having coffee with a fancily dressed couple in a bookstore cafe. I walked up to him and asked him if he noticed anything missing on me. He tried to dodge the question, which made me furious. So I screamed, "What happened to my beard??!"
I grabbed him by his shirt and pulled him to the floor and punched him in the face twice. He finally told me what happened. The couple were his friends from the night before. They had gotten completely trashed and he had dragged them to my room. In my groggy state, I apparently had said something being 60% sober or whatever, which angered them. In revenge, the group of them drugged me and took me to a barber shop or salon to get shaved.
Tears came in my eyes because of his betrayal. I said something hateful to him that I don't recall and threw him back to the floor. I got in my car, wondering what I'd do next, including moving out of the dorm.
It was definitely a dream because, in real life, Greg doesn't and has never drank alcohol and he would never have done something like this to anyone. Not sure what happened in my brain for this, because I'd never have cast Greg as a dream villain.
The dream started with us in the bathroom. I was getting ready for bed. Greg and the others were going out with friends. I slept and woke up the next morning. I went to the bathroom to get ready for the day. When I got out of the shower and went to the mirror, I noticed my beard was gone. Or rather, it was "almost" gone. The fur on my cheeks and chin was gone, but the slight under growth along my jawline was sticking out and my mustache had been trimmed back. I looked awful. I was in shock and furious. I couldn't figure out what happened.
After getting dressed, I went looking for Greg for an explanation. After running into one of our other friends who told me where he was, I found Greg having coffee with a fancily dressed couple in a bookstore cafe. I walked up to him and asked him if he noticed anything missing on me. He tried to dodge the question, which made me furious. So I screamed, "What happened to my beard??!"
I grabbed him by his shirt and pulled him to the floor and punched him in the face twice. He finally told me what happened. The couple were his friends from the night before. They had gotten completely trashed and he had dragged them to my room. In my groggy state, I apparently had said something being 60% sober or whatever, which angered them. In revenge, the group of them drugged me and took me to a barber shop or salon to get shaved.
Tears came in my eyes because of his betrayal. I said something hateful to him that I don't recall and threw him back to the floor. I got in my car, wondering what I'd do next, including moving out of the dorm.
It was definitely a dream because, in real life, Greg doesn't and has never drank alcohol and he would never have done something like this to anyone. Not sure what happened in my brain for this, because I'd never have cast Greg as a dream villain.
