I've always had good hair. Especially when I was a kid.
My grandma Jerry used to paint pictures of me and she struggled to render my hair the way it really was. I wonder what colors she used to paint it...oh, I digress.
Anyway, I'm hoping that when my hair grows back it'll look like it did when I was a kid. A perfect manifestation of my "inner child" springing out of my head unafraid.
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