A couple of nights ago I had a dream about Stevie Wonder. He was cutting my hair at a salon! The funny thing was, he was so intuitive with his hands that he gave me the best haircut of my life. Last night I was walking back to my car with a couple of my group intervention classmates and I told them about the dream. One of them said, "the analyst in me wants to ask you, 'What part of you is Stevie Wonder?'" The other said, "Her hands! She is an artist." Hee.