hair

Yesterday I had my hair cut. Short. As Mykel clipped away, I was shocked at how much grey hair fell into my lap. "Is this from the sides?" I asked him. I already knew that the sides had a lot of grey.

"No, it's from the top. The length was hiding it."
"Will it look more grey now?"
"Yeah." Mykel's hair is totally grey, a very interesting steely color.
"Oh."

I hate my hair now. I should not have cut it. But I don't hate it because of the grey hair. I like the grey hair and wish there were more of it. A head of white hair, that is what I want. A simple desire. Painless.

Y came in from work and the first thing he said was "your hair looks great!"

I just looked at him sideways.