I am entering a phase of cultivation, symbolized by putting down the clippers for as long as I can. Watch as my hair and I grow.
Thursday, March 17, 2011
It's not that I'm too lazy to write today. It's that I'm too afraid to lay bare all that I am thinking and feeling. I worry about your reactions (you! imaginary you! are you out there?) I don't feel well, and I don't feel happy. And if I tell you all about it, you might run away. So instead of being real, I'll be guarded, and quiet now.