Oh Carrie.

[typical_heart]

It's that time of year again.
The time when the restlessness kicks in and I end up making drastic changes solely out of boredom.

So I'm dying my hair dark again.
I liked it dark. I think I did, anyway. That's what my memory tells me.

Like this:

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[nepenthe_5]

I wish restlessness came only once a year

[typical_heart]

Oh indeed, restlessness does not come once a year even for me.
This is just the particular restlessness that is associated with my hair.

I usually can watch the moon from my bed, since the head of it faces out my big, big bay window. It's calming yet still always feels a little wild (and not wild, like hay-party-crazy, but wild as in untamed and free). I want to stand on a beach with you in mittens and drink in the wildness. And maybe some Sierra Nevadas.

I have some pictures of the leaves I can send you. I am not in them, however I am on the hunt for a cute winter hat. Target let me down last night for the first time in living memory when it comes to hats. I am sad.

I miss you.

[nepenthe_5]

Target let you down in the hat department!?
It truly is the end!

Come stand with me on cold beaches.