I once wrote about how I’d never cut my hair, it was really long then.
I was thinking about my hair yesterday while brushing it out. I was thinking about Time as my personal time was slowly disappearing. I was thinking about how tied I am to it’s lengthy existence where I had never been before. Every strand is a moment in the life of my marriage and I wondered, while sitting there frying it with a straightener, if I could ever let go of all those moments metaphorically, let go of all the strands of my life here and see them at the bottom of a salon chair.
And reading that old post also reminded me that I used to write more stories on here. So just in case you want to spend some time looking backwards on inRandom when I had more time to spend (and a lot more hair), here are a few of my favorites.
I hope you enjoy your evening and if you ever feel frumpy like I do sometimes, go freshen up your hair! Get a nice hat! And smile, you’re beautiful.