Just noticed this paragraph was lurking in the draft section of my blog and thought I’d share it with you. It’s a subject I’ve not thought about for a while now but looking back it definitely still rings true.

“It’s been only a day since I went from being a beanpole with three-foot long hair to a beanpole with one-inch long hair but already I’ve noticed a huge difference in the way people react to me and what my attitude is towards them. For a long time my long hair was, to a certain degree, a symbol of what I was. Just to see me briefly allowed you to understand a little bit about me. I wore it as a means by which to have people assess and judge me and subsequently a means for me to gauge them based on their reactions to my hair. Now my hair has gone that identifier has disappeared and all of a sudden I’m a blank canvas. This simultaneously frightens and delights me.”

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