"Do you regret cutting off your hair?"
Mom asked me this today, which puzzled me.
I mean, why would I ever regret cutting off my hair?
Maybe because my head is cold because I cut my hair in winter? I wear a hat when I'm cold, and don't when I'm not, same as when I had hair.
Maybe because I'll have some idiot she-devil call me a bald lesbian because I shaved my head? Well, said idiot can fuck off for so many reasons (p.s. don't work with Dana Hasten, she's the idiot who thinks being gay is offensive).
Maybe because I no longer have the hair to play with when I'm thinking? Claire suggested a spinner ring, which I have on a finger now, and they are fun fidget devices, but really, I can rub my head when I'm thinking to the same effect as twirling the long hair.
I couldn't figure it out, so I asked Mom why she asked.
Apparently I was doing just that: rubbing my head on the call.