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I had the opportunity to ride the most perfect ferris wheel this past weekend. It was high on a hill, all alone and majestic, the colors of its' seats made more saturated by the dark clouds. A rainbow over the lighthouse. A single ticket booth and a ride operator who was happy to let us go on our own ride, sped up and extra long. Cotton candy and a hair band completed the fair experience.



Yesterday I cut all my hair off! It's a time for change - what happens inwardly always manifests itself somewhere outside, doesn't it? I don't know about you, but sometimes I just feel a quiver to CHANGE CHANGE CHANGE something, and rather than run away to Europe for 9 months, I cut my hair. Way cheaper.