I'm all blissed out and peaceful because Joel is brushing my hair and making piggytails. I've been wanting to cut my hair for a while now, but I guess having longer hair does have some benefits. I like the way it keeps my neck warm, and I like wringing the water out of it after I take a shower, raking my fingers over my scalp. It gives me something to play with, I can hide behind a curtain of purple hair if i'm feeling shy or coy. My number one favorite thing in the whole world is when someone plays with my hair, which happens less frequently when my hair is short. It's not a sexual thing, either, it's just a totally calm, happy feeling. Weird. Joel rules.
I'm looking forward to celebrating the hell out of this year's end. Washing it away. Starting fresh.