Didn’t recognise myself...

I have not been feeling particularly ‘upbeat’ lately.

Today I looked in a mirror and I didn’t recognise myself. At all.

I stared a while. I saw my dad. I felt my age today and I almost cried.

So I chopped until I officially had more hair on my face than my head :) Never fear though, I kept going and now I am equally bald and equally old both head and face.

I’m not ill and I’m not suffering from lockdown blues, but nor am I ‘full of beans’ right now. Part of me is missing.

‘Flat’ is perhaps a good word.

I do not think I will grow old gracefully. I have too many things still to achieve.

And I want to get a tattoo :-)))