My hair is not something I think about. I used to go so long between haircuts that I would only go when people started commenting how long it was getting. I’d be ok with it long except it starts to get curly and annoying so I go to get it cut short again then just let it grow some more.
I was trying to think of a story to write instead of the lame paragraph above but that was no good either. I have such an ambivalent relationship to my hair that even thinking of a story is too much effort. I draw a blank.
To think, some people spend a lot of time, effort, and money on their hair.