I went to get my head shaved today. That's nothing new...I do it on a semi-regular basis. Only problem is I asked for a 2 instead of a 3. You can see my scalp through my hair. EEEEEK!
I take comfort in one thing:
at least it'll grow back...
Welcome! I live in a world where nothing seems organized to anyone but me. I'm constantly thinking. Even when my life is in an upheaval, I know where my keys are, unless you move them... I can't remember names or words for things, so I use similar words (Kitchen = Garage) I call very few people "friend" It's a title you earn. I don't use it loosely.Don't like my thoughts? Click the white"x"in the little red box and it'll go away. Still here? Enjoy the ride!
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