I'm a little bit freaking out.
Or maybe a lot.
Yeah, it's a lot of freaking out inside my head.
I found something today and while it may not be "the first", it was "officially" the first. Why I'm freaking out, I don't know, exactly. My brother, who is older, has found a few. My brother, who is younger, has found a few. I have friends, older and younger, who have found a few, and some friends who have found more than a few. Maybe I thought it wasn't going to happen to me. Maybe I thought I was impervious to that part of the process. Maybe I've been too worried about the process lately and thus, this sprung up!
And it literally sprung up. That's why I noticed it. That springy, wiry, standing-up GRAY HAIR on the top of my head like I am Daisy-Head Mayzie or something. Know what I did? I pulled it out.
Then I took a picture of it.
It's actually kind of white.
I'm going to Rite-Aid. Gotta buy some hair color.
And in case you're interested, here's yesterday's photo of the day:
My guess? These two are partly to blame.