Cutting off your hair is a lot like dumping a girl none of your friends really liked. Instead of hearing about never liking that bitch anyway I am hearing I look better with short hair. Sometimes with a "wow" beforehand.
But whatever. It's just hair and I was sick of mine. I'm not sure how long it was but it was enough to donate to locks of love. Knowing me, at some point, it will be grown out again. Or not. Maybe I'll finish going bald and it will be a moot point.
Sometimes life will answer your questions for you.
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