3/25/2007
saturday march 24
today i looked on as a young boy, approximately four or five years old, cried while getting his hair cut.
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You make this sound really poignant.
Kids hate getting their hair did. I wish I knew why.
yeah i mean the razor LOOKS sorta scary and all, but it's not like it hurts. i was all: "trust what you feel, kid, not what you see!"* no dice.
* i did not actually say anything
My little brother hated getting his hair cut. Anytime we would drive by the hair place he'd put his hands on his head or grab the nearest available hat or other item to cover his head. As if that would deter the hairdresser or keep us from noticing the length of his hair...
I have dreams about getting my hair cuts. Not like Whoa That Was A Bad Haircut! dreams, just, you know, sitting there and having an awkward conversation with the hair cutist. Dreams imitating boring life or something.
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