I had my hair cut today. Well, it was a good idea when I thought of it, and afterwards I walked back to work feeling terrific about my new look - and then it dried, and I caught a glimpse of myself in a mirror. Where did my hippy hair go? It sits just above my shoulders now, but retains its usual fullness, making me look like a bad DNA swap between Milly Molly Mandy and Blinky Bill. I console myself with the reminder that it will grow again.