My hair!

Sleep overnight and wake up woolly of head. Grab a quick nap and wake up woolly of head. Wash your hair and drive 40 feet with the windows open and become woolly of head. Motorcycle helmet? Forget about it! Woolly head, a natural phenomenon that only takes moments to strike.

You can spend years to a lifetime directing your hair which way to go, styling and combing and brushing and perming and gelling and cutting and blow drying and fussing of all sorts with the same results. Woolly head.

I don't know the scientific reason or the actual amount of time needed to alter whatever you've done intentionally, but it happens quick, and it happens regular, and it happens when you want it the least.

It may manifest itself differently depending on the shape of your head, the thickness of your hair and the thread count of your pillow case, but it is always evident and unavoidable. Age does not matter, although the younger you are the more cute it is and the older you are the less material you have to engage.

I have no remedy to suggest other than celebrate the moment. Be happy and revel in your hair's diversity. Don't hide it under a hat or plaster it up like a Devo headpiece, let your hair enjoy its moment of freedom and display it for the world to enjoy! At least take comfort in knowing that I will appreciate it and give you the nod of approval!