Haha. Get it? Light-headed?
So, I got a haircut recently. I asked the lady at the salon to cut off four whole inches!
I don’t know about you, but that was a pretty big deal for me. I used to be really uncomfortable with simply changing my hair part.
It took a long time for me to muster the courage to get my hair cut. I had been contemplating it since the middle of the summer. The plan was to go to summer camp, dramatically dip dye it pink like I had done once in the past, and then flaunt it for a couple weeks before dramatically chopping off a few inches. I never got around to dip-dying it; I could never bring myself to get it cut either. Thus, my already long hair grew even longer, almost to an unreasonable length. It fell all the way down my back, and I was starting to feel concerned.
Is it just an urban myth that long hair sucks nutrients that would otherwise be going to other parts of your body? The idea of that creeped me out. I was also seeking a drastic change in my life.
Hair, is something that probably grows back. I didn’t even go full bold; I just cut off enough so that it didn’t take three full hours to dry my hair. But it was enough that I can run my fingers through my hair and have it end much sooner than planned. It’s enough so that I can’t braid it to exaggerated lengths or twist it 17 times into a bun, or fishtail it into oblivion.
I honestly have no clue how haircuts function for boys. Is it just a ritual, an every-four-weeks thing? Is there any significance? Upon reading books, I feel as though younger boys with softer personalities tend to have long, curling hair. People in the army shave their heads, and nerdy boys have bowl cuts. Anyone want to comment on that?
For girls, I feel like long hair is commonly associated with femininity. But what am I talking about? My hair is still plenty long. Besides, short hair can be 100% feminine too. Too often, I feel as though short hair is seen as empowered, which I suppose I understand. But at the same time, some people just like short hair because its easier to deal with. So in some instances, it’s overkill to try to seek deeper meaning.
It’s nothing more than hair – it’s dead, I felt nothing as it was cut. But you know when something happens, and you take it more seriously than you are supposed to? When some trivial event seems to have some sort of larger significance for your life? A turning point? A pivotal point?
It seems like one of those days.