I've been bored of my hair for awhile and wanting a change, but not really sure of which direction to go.
On Sunday, instead of my typical Tin-Tin cut, I asked my stylist Q to just take it all off. "For real?" he asked, surprised. "Yep, just number one all around," I replied.
A few minutes later, I looked like I was about to start Basic Training... or become a Buddhist monk.
"You killed my master! Prepare to die!"
Starting over feels good.