Bald Again

As you might have guessed, the previous post referred to my new baldness.

I didn’t really like the dreads, they didn’t fit me it felt… wrong. It didn’t feel like me, and it was mostly uncomfortable, especially when they started to fall down. Matilda said that maybe if they were longer, and maybe I would have been better adjusted to them.

Anyway, seeing my sister in afro plus the general thing about my afro made me; once again, feel that there is no other thing for me than afro. For a short while my peers will be happy because some prefer me this way. I myself don’t like it, and people who like it I often lack respect of since they are stuck in a primitive thinking. Some though have valid reasons, but most are just conservative and/or stupid.

Well, well, we’ll see if I keep my head bald or if I decide to let this stubble grow out immediately since it’s kind of tiresome and expensive to keep it short. Though I’m finding that I’m leaning more and more towards letting it grow out by itself.  Well, now it’s only to wait and see I guess.