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Thursday, June 25, 2009

rug

i don't know if you'd call it vain but i suppose you would, when i was younger "not that i'm quite ready for the bone yard," i had hair, there were people that had more, and some with less, but this was mine and i was proud of it, now i've reached that time in life where i'm losing it, off the top of my head and it's growing everywhere else, the remaining hair on my head is turning gray but the hair growing from my ears and eye brows looks funky and requires constant maintenance, and isn't even turning gray.

since i've been losing hair and the remaining hair has been turning gray i've been cutting it myself with an electric razor it gives you that world war two concentration camp appearance but at this age and stage in life i'm really not to concerned. i also have a spot on the back of my head where there should be hair but there's not, i was in the hospital once and developed a bed sore that was thirty years ago and i've never seen it"except in the mirror," they tell me it's nasty. so along with the buzzed off, with bed sore, concentration camp, hair dew, i appear as a older, past middle-age type dude with a bad hair day.

when i was younger i suppose i was more concerned about my appearance but now that i'm older my priorities have changed and i'm more aware of the cost of gas than whether or not my part is straight, and just think of the money that i'm now saving on hair products.

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