My hair is now short -- having taken 8" off, I have a perfectly conservative cut from the barbershop in Rock. Center. It's neither stylin nor profilin, but I like it. My hair looks almost healthy again.
Though I don't know if I like it. My stomach is sinking. I'm flying to LA on Wednesday. I met someone who makes me smile ridiculously. I'll be in DC the weekend after. I have barely any vacation time left, but I'm planning my holidays.
My life is carrying on in a rush, and my brain is in an eddy. I'm just making plans and am going to carry through with them.
I think I'm sick.
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