In December, in desperation, I went to one of those strip mall places that spritz your hair and cut it. My hair is hard to cut; it’s thick, coarse and dry. She chopped off about six inches, but that wasn’t enough then and here I am now. It’s not pretty, but in a way it’s easier in summer to be able to pull my hair up into a messy bun. I’m still hoping to start a swimming regimen, which I couldn’t do last summer. Other summers, I’ve swum every day.
. Oh, how I’ve missed it!