Intro to a story I’ll probably never write 


I cut my hair- not completely but enough to have someone who knows me, walk past and not recognize me. I didn’t have any specific motive but I suppose it’s because I looked too familiar…if that even makes sense. 
Walking into the bathroom this morning, I spotted the scissors that I used to cut the gum out of Cheddar’s fur and without a second thought, I began cutting. The cut was a bit choppy but I was digging it. I cleaned up the curly mess of dead hair, disposed of it and continued my morning routine. 


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