Gone with the hair

Finally got myself a hair cut yesterday. It is so hard to catch an appointment with my hairstylist as he is hardly ever around! Been wanting to cut it ever since before I went to Bali, so you can only imagine how long I have been waiting for this.

Strangely, a hair cut always makes me feel so much better, especially after going  through some sort of turmoil in my life. Chopping off the hair is somehow symbolic of cutting off the bad stuff. With each snip of the scissors, with each falling strand of hair, it feels as though the weight is also slowly falling off my shoulders. It's funny isn't it how life works?

So what do you think of my new shorter hair?