Hello. I am cultivating a grey hair. Over Christmas break it was almost bang-length, and I took great pleasure in teasing it out to hang conspicuously over my hair to make my family comment, but they never said anything, so I forgot about it.
Until a couple weeks ago, when I found that it was very short. It must have broken, brittle as it is. So I'm trying to grow it out again.
Hooray.
Why, you may ask, do I not just pull it out and preserve the illusion of youth?
Because I like being old. I feel my years, and my grey hair proves it! Hahahah!
"My Medea" ~ Vienna Teng
[that was tricky. i wonder if there's a better song for this.]
New Year, New Blog!
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