my hair. god i love my hair. it has been thick and long these many many many years. "you have great hair" they say. but lately a thick long mane has been bugging me more and more. a curtain around my brain. a dense and decadent mass of locks across my back. cats loved it. mike loved it. but did i still love it?
went in for a trim and color, and off it came. kelly started cutting. and cutting. and i let him keep cutting and thinning - partly because i needed a change and partly because i love being with kelly. i let him cut and cut until the shop was closed and the street lights came on. it sailed all around us in whispy perfect clumps. piles of old hair that had surrendered to a sharp blade in deep sparkling piles on the floor of the kelly hayes salon on 6th street next to murray's.
how brave of me to let it all go. what else shall i let go?
nothing at the moment. that is quite enough for now.
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