rough hew them, though we may

My dome is a bit small in this photo, but if you know me in "real life," you've probably noticed the glaring deficiency. A week and a half ago I went into the woods after dark and began hacking away with scissors at my shoulder-length curls and dreaddy knots. Reading about possessions and distractions from samadhi in Geshe Michael Roach's To The Inner Kingdom ultimately forced the moment, but the deed was some time in the making. I've been frustrated with my hair ever since getting the dreadlocks in Morocco a few months ago, and finally gave up trying to pull them out hair by hair.

I've surprised (and escaped initial recognition with) a few people, and have since received both positive and negative reviews. It was really very liberating, and I'm excited with the change and relatively happy with the results. Might keep it short for awhile.

These opposing mirrors badgered me to try and catch them in their neverending game. I've submitted the pic to The Mirror Project: here.

you look funny now, but somehow cleaner. And your head looks small. anywho. happy 23rd.

-- melvin (August 20, 2003 9:59 AM)

i feel cleaner. i'm still considering bic-ing it just for kicks.

thanks for the bday wishes, and same to you as of yesterday...

-- jeff (August 20, 2003 12:25 PM)

I like it. I recently did the same thing at the beginning of summer. It took everyone off gaurd.

-- jason (August 20, 2003 11:15 PM)