#stillcurious

I once got a haircut so short it shocked even me. I remember pretending to love it at first. But deep inside, I felt exposed, like someone shaved off a piece of my armor. Looking back now, I realize it

been pacing the windowsill more than I used to. Not literally, of course I mean that in the way a house cat does. I sit, I scroll, I snack. I look out at life, but I’m not quite in it. The days feel long,