why have I gone and cut off all my hair that i've been growing for years? (since before i met many of you)
well, there's a few reasons.
a few weeks ago I was talking to someone and during the course of the conversation someone yelled across the room and said they knew it was me - because of my hair.
my hair had become my identity in many ways. not just physically - but I recall many times being told "your hair's sooo cool", or "I loved watching your hair fly around while you were performing."
is that all that's cool about me? were you not listening to the performance so that you could say something a little more meaningful?
I was in the club a couple of weeks ago and someone came up and tapped me on the shoulder and asked me if they could take a picture with me. I had no idea why, but someone suggested that my hair was so cool that they just wanted to get a picture.
I have been approached by people in many different cities, towns, and even countries where people just come up and say "wow, nice dreads." or "i used to have dreads" or "can i touch them?"
if that's all people are going to notice me for...
...i'd rather not be noticed at all.
yesterday a girl looked right at me as I was walking by, and right in front of me said "OMG he has dreads!"
that was it.
don't get me wrong! there are other reasons I cut my hair. some like - it took over 4 hours for it to dry on a hot summer day, forget winter. or the fact that it makes things like wearing hats difficult...
or the fact, that every time I put on a suit or a nice outfit... I felt as if I didn't look good enough.
...then there are those mysterious headaches that I could only explain by the crazy amounts of weight pulling on my head all the time.
why didn't I tell anyone at home? simple. while some of you are overjoyed that the dreads are gone - others of you would have tried to talk me out of it... and I would have let you.
so there it goes... it's sitting in a pile on my table...
maybe I should keep a few.
-jason
