Covid Hair

I had Liz take some photos of me today, to document my Covid hair. It’s been well over a year since I had haircut, and things have just gotten… out of control.

I’ve been out and about these last few weeks, and slowly increasing the times I’m being social and around other people. That said, I still have a hangup about going and actually getting my hair cut.

I’m torn on this: I feel like I’m holding off for psychological reasons. Going to get my hair cut is no riskier than going out to eat, since I’ve gotten all my shots.

But for me, the act of cutting my hair is almost like an admission that things are back to normal. And deep down, I still feel like we are far from normal. And that I don’t yet know what the Fall brings.

Getting my hair cut feels like me saying (to both myself and to the world) that everything is ok again. And I still don’t quite feel that way.

It’s been a long year and five months. I’ve visited bars and restaurants in the last few weeks. I wonder when I’ll visit a barber shop.

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