Let it always be known…
“let it always be known that I was who I am”
“I am not my hair..” India Arie
…Another rainy day in Oregon. I saw my hair in little piles on the concrete floor of Rudy’s Barbershop. I asked the dude to use clippers and shave it down. I’m not bald and my scalp is not visible but this is as close to a buzz cut as I could get. Why? Because I can. Because ‘I am not my hair’. Because it’s liberating. Because it’s easy. And, because at this time, it is ME.
On the way home, Ryan Adams & The Cardinals played on my iPod. Blue Hotel is such a perfect, rainy day song. Pure perfection.