Got another haircut because having longish hair didn't work at all. Judy sent me to Sara and now I have wisps. It might be a good cut, probably it is a good cut, but I'm depressed about my looks.
This is so, so wrong - worrying about hair - and I should know better. So much else is much more important, right?
Actually, my real issue is that I am what I am and what I am is a woman past a certain age. And I haven't learned how to live with that yet.
...the end. No more on hair. I promise.