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It sounds wonderful. And that could be enough.
However, the first important thing I can say about my hair dryer is that it makes a familiar sound: it sounds like home.
I spent my whole childhood leaning my ear against the bathroom door to listen to mum, grandma or dad while they dried their hair.
It was a great moment.
I don’t know why, but I felt part of the universe.
That’s why every time, everywhere, when I want to feel at home, I only have to switch on the dryer (and pay the bills).
As a matter of fact, I want to focus attention on my sixth assertion: I felt part of the universe.
The hair dryer sounds like the universe: each time I dry my hair I feel at peace with everyone, like part of a creation.
My mind suggests that this is the sound of celestial bodies and you are part of it.
Then I wash my face and start painting. Consequently, my paintings are dreamlike.
Finally, my hair dryer is the genesis of my creations and my serenity – and sometimes my look as well.
I can’t live without it.