A memory from May 6, 2007:
This morning, when I was straightening my hair, I found a very long, silver strand. Confused, I ripped it out of my head, foolishly surprised when I realized it was actually attached. I don't know how I missed this hair all of this time. It was the same length as the rest of the hairs on my old head and it was in the top layer. Why didn't anyone else notice it?
I'm still confused about this hair. I don't think it's fair. My mom doesn't have any greys. My dad just started getting them and he is almost fifty. I got their slow metabolism and corny sense of humor genes, but missed out on the grey hair resistant head gene? That's whack.
To make myself feel better, I'm going to pretend like it wasn't a grey hair. I'm going to pretend like it was a gift from a unicorn. Yes, it was a silvery strand of magic...from a unicorn.
