a renaissance (of sorts) of many

yesterday i went to get my hair cut just below chin level.
what i ended up with was this:

i was upset at first. stepping under the hard spray of my shower, however, seemed to change my mind, as if cleansing me of narrow-minded thought.

i now don't care, for the most part, what everyone else thinks.

i love it. it's me in every way. it fits me, it's a part of me now. i don't care if other people snicker behind my back; this has turned me into a free spirit of sorts. i feel confident. the ten inches razored away weighed me down, and will now serve a purpose on someone else's head--someone who needs it more than i do. it feels great to do this again.

i couldn't care less if you think it's cute or weird or just different, because all that care was ponytailed, buzzed, and sent in an envelope to locks of love. apart from those most important to me, i don't care who likes me or loves me or doesn't.

now if only i can keep my grades up enough to get into brown...but that's for another day. for now, i am content.
another new me. hopefully this leaf stays turned and not blown back over by the wind.

-d