When I was young, maybe 12 years old, I started shaving my head regularly. Well, maybe not regularly. Thing is, I would shave my head when I was pissed off, or uncomfortable, or when I hated the world. I'm not really sure why I thought shaving my head would help.

Maybe I wanted a visual representation of each new beginning in my life. You know, on a monthly basis. Start over.

So, I think I might have shaved the finger's head last night.KEEP GOING