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2.22.2013

chop, chop.


Repeatedly laying in bed resisting the urge to fall asleep. Sleeping consequently brings the necessity of waking up.  The ever present battle to bring myself out of bed and carry forward with this journey. Winter is especially hard. 

Something had to change. My room is already really clean. The next least & most dramatic thing I could think of was a haircut. How cliché. 

So now I'm some flower loving hippie, or a three year old child. I still feel the same.

2 comments:

kylee said...

that picture is GORGEOUS. you rock those bangs so good.

Tyne Swedish said...

I love your bangs and sometimes a tiny change makes all the difference. And props for getting out of bed. I am so a grab my phone and open up my kindle type of girl.

Chao
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