Bad hair year – one year later

This post is the epic sequel to my first post about my hair since landing in Australia.

My hair is long. I think that’s a safe assumption to make.


The intensity of my twiddling habit has actually declined, although every now and then I’ll run a finger or two through my majestic locks and find that it feels nice to the point where I don’t want to stop doing it, which I don’t quite understand.

Also my hair is actually long enough to cover my eyes, and also to completely obscure my face in the shower. Gives me the oddest feeling of security, like my hair is protecting me, shielding my face from all the evils of the world. Again, I don’t understand it.

We’ll see how it progresses. I’ll obviously trim it occasionally if it gets totally out of hand, but I honestly like it at this length. When I wasn’t used to having long hair, having fairly long was a bit of a nightmare. Now I have stupidly long hair, it doesn’t bother me. At least, right now – it should get a lot longer by October, and that’s when the heat kicks in over here, so if I start to develop heatstroke due to my surplus of dark chocolate curls, I’ll probably see about shortening it again. I might even style it slightly differently, but I’ve tried coaxing it straight and it just doesn’t stay that way.

That concludes this pointless update on the status of my head.

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