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Split Ends

 Not a metaphor intentionally lol

I'm a natural, what can I say?

I chopped my hair off...not all the way. Just a bob.

I'm really nervous about going any shorter. Both of my parents have low cuts. I've seen the shape and size of their heads and figured there's a 1/3 shot I have a favorable combination.

I also realize my sister has rocked a bald head and the shape of her head and face...perfect for that. She's the 1/3 though so yea...the odds aren't in my favor. What if I have that meaty piece in the back where my cranium meets my neck...oh God, no. Keeping that bitch hidden like Waldo...For life, juuust in case lol I mean, realistically I can feel I have no lump back there lmao i just...i don't know. I like the bob. It fits my round face and the round features on my round face. 

The name Bob is full of round pieces...it makes sense.

Hair holds energy 

Do you believe that? 

I think it could be true

Outgrowing what once served me

Time for something new

I need to cut what's dead and gone

The shoulders needed a lighter load

Without the weight of what's outgrown me

Ears at attention, eyes straight ahead, feather float

Is it the lack of hair 

Is it the whimsical events intertwined so delicately, a web

One pluck the wrong way and my, what a disastrous life

Lethargic but presenting as present

Exhausting with minimal effort

Scrolling 

Do I dare to escape?

Swiping deeper into mundanity with every tap of my fingertips

Numb to the touch

Numb to morality and decorum

But my hair doesn't have to stay the same

And so, with what's left of my free will in this lifetime,

Impulsive expression pulsating through my veins

Snuffing out all voices of reason

The Universe

Distracting me with telepathically delivered tutorials 

Alexa!? 

Safety scissors or kitchen shears?

I chopped it off

Every chop 

A person 

A problem 

With intention

I let that shit go...

Alive, Alive, Alive I am

Cutting Dead Ends

 I'll see yall tomorrow 😊

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