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Saturday, May 14, 2005

Why

So, why'd I get my hair cut off?

When I was ... well ... not married ... I'd get my hair cut off when I broke up with someone. It was a way to become someone new. The person I saw in the mirror with short hair wasn't the person with long hair who'd gotten her heart broken. It was kind of comforting.

Now? Actually, I'm not so sure. I think it's a remnant of that feeling. That need to be someone new. Someone who those things just don't happen to.

I think it's just been a bit much lately. I mean, I'm not depressed or anything. I'm just ... worn, really. I need a few days. To recoup.

Anyone want to rent a shar pei?

1 Comments:

Diva Kitty said...

If you were here I'd snuggle with you to make it all feel better. I can put anyone at ease with my purrs.

7:02 PM  

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