Before the brightness faded and the magic became boring
The hair of humans used to be something more. Long ago humans let their hair grow long
Little thoughts would spring up from their brains in-between the napes of their necks and the tops of their foreheads. Thoughts grew in long streams from the heads of humans.
Babies thoughts were fine and fragile like the furry hair that covered their little grapefruit sized heads. And as a little child when you are four and five it was easy for your thoughts to tangle, as this is a most confusing age. Dads, moms, grandmas, grandpas, aunts, and uncles would spend hours gently combing though the thoughts of little ones and talking in whispers to them, hoping to help their thoughts untangle.
And sometimes when you are old and have lived lots of years of life, your thoughts would begin to fall out. And you would forget much of what you had once thought so important.
This would happen to the children too. Of course, you can’t remember every bit of life. And so when hair came out on hands or was found stuck to the bottoms if socks, people would hold up the little thoughts to the light and wonder hard about what thing they had forgotten.