Freedom

I did it again. I picked up the scissors and started snipping and snipping and snipping and running my fingers though my hair and snipping, snipping, snipping. I filled three bags with curls. I shocked my husband. "But it FEELS amazing!" I say. I never thought I'd do it, the soccer mom haircut but I never realized I'd be in a perpetual state of overheating. When I saw all the hair in the bag I realized how much heat it was holding. Now I can swim and shake like a dog and walk home. It does mean I can't hide anywhere. I have always been able to hide under my Medusa curls. Now my clown face is fully revealed.