I've been reflecting a lot lately about how far I've come from the child I once was, and - at the time time - how much more I've been nourishing that inner child in adulthood. This is a mini-memoir about that journey.
I look in the mirror at the slowly invading growth of black hair beneath the bleach blonde dye. I am thinking of chopping it all off and leaving the color natural. With every new haircut, I am starting to see the reality of myself more clearly. me: I don’t know whether I am ready to … Continue reading Mirror Talk