So I’ve cut my hair.
What I’ve learned so far:
Sometimes, people who have not seen me with short hair before will ask, “Can I touch it?” and then touch it without waiting for an answer. I know this isn’t exactly like when pregnant women have to fend off people rubbing their bellies, but I am slightly more empathetic about being touched without permission.
There is just something about the twitter medium that has always bothered me, but I never realized it until now.
I miss the long form of writing an actual journal entry. The ability to digress on a topic longer than 140 characters. It’s a great exercise in editing and being concise, but there are a lot of topics that are just not suited for the format.
Sometimes, I just can’t fit the snarkiness into 140 characters, and that bothers me.