dragonflies

The end of the dream is all i remember.

I had to climb a dusty dirt road to the top of a hill so i could wash my hair. It reminded me of a campground like the kind my family went to when i was a kid. On my way up the hill i passed a lot of people coming down the hill and i was under the impression they were ? circus people because of their brightly colored clothing. Along the edge of the road i noticed a long row of dragonflies. All of them were beautiful metallic colored kind. Green ones, blue ones, and gold ones. When i looked closer i saw that a couple of the gold ones were bigger than the others and had black stripes so they looked sort of tigerish. The bigger ones had smaller all gold ones making out with them. When i got to the top of the hill i realized i'd forgotten to bring my shampoo and had to go back down the hill to get it. Then i walked back up the hill and it was like a re-run of the earlier walk up the hill.