Complete with a cool glass of Spanish rosé and a professional stylist imported from France.

Yesterday, very much in need of a haircut, I put my very full, very dense head of hair in the hands of Stephanie’s mom. I had been in need of a haircut for about a week, but I decided I’d save my hair for her. It turned out quite nicely I think, it’s always slightly disturbing to me how much my hair changes the shape of my head. Stephanie and her mom were positively ecstatic about how good it was looking with every hair that left my head. And there were many. I guess it had been like two months. I needed a haircut.

• Every experience is formative
• scanning the landscape
• What my weekdays look like
• it’s just me and my laptop
• Saturday in the city

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