Hair on the pillow

I lay in my bed, one Saturday morning, imagining how it felt for my hair to be laying on the pillow beside me. My long, dark, thick, flowing hair sprayed out on both sides of the pillow.

I have a romantic view of how that feels.

I can however no longer conjure up that sensation. It's like I have forgotten how it feels to have hair. 

I move in bed, yet nothing moves with me. I have no hair. I am bald.

I do happen to remember the hairs in the shower drain, on the bathroom floor, the brush all bunged up with hair. I recall finding a stray hair in my food or in my mouth.  They got just about everywhere.

But I feel like I miss that and I want it all back. Just so I can lie there in bed with my hair softly around me.

The stuff we take for granted, til it's gone. Sigh!