Wow. I have no idea where to start.
I haven't been writing much, publicly (or personally) in quite a while.
My hair has grown-- like that old dude, the one who fell asleep for a long time-- rapunsel? Hmm.... I think I'm confusing my stories.
I thought tonight, I could write about how effing long my hair has gotten (cuz clearly there's not a whole lot more going on here....ahem, yes there is).
I googled "world's longest hair." Apparently it's about 18 feet long. Damn, I'm nowhere close. My "goal" was to get to 10 inches so I could donate it....but as it keeps growing (it's probably 9.5 with my luck), I start wanting to challenge myself to keep it going. If I grew it down to my booty--wow-- that would be cool-- but also a huge tangle and quite frankly nothing i'm interested in.
Things I should do: write every day. And if that doesn't happen-- at least post a video of the moment. I usually wake up with a song in my head-- I ought to post it. At least then y'all get fair warning of where it started.