While I was drying my hair this morning I saw something unusual...
Something sparkled under the luminescent light of my bathroom. I threw down the brush and started carefully parting the individual strands... and there it was...
My first silver hair!
I ripped that sucker right out to examine it. What the hell is going on here! It was a perfect chrome thread, almost metallic. I tossed my head every which way and didn't find another.
Sometimes getting older is creepy. I know high school wasn't exactly yesterday but this doesnt quite make sense at 29. Some of the hottest actresses and models are my age or older... I wonder if they have a secret grey hair on them. I wonder what tiny wrinkle is trying to crawl across their face.
The most important thing is to not feel old. As sad as it is, I felt really old at 16... not because of my age obviously, but because my life felt so empty. How sad everything feels when life is nothing like the movies you watch or the books you read. Somewhere along the way you have to make amends for that.
Somewhere you have to do a lot of forgiving.
Anyway, I figure I'm "officially" wise now...
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I don't know if you're familiar with the Simon and Garfunkel song Bridge Over Troubled Water, but the "sail on silvergirl" verse was inspired by Simon's friend who had recently discovered her own first gray hair. Interesting tidbit for ya!
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