If ever I can't see you any more, I hope you're more beautiful than before

So today I did this dumb thing to my hair. Look, just like Kirsten, the American Girl Doll!

I think I've ranted about this before on here. Kirsten was not the best American girl doll, but she was the one I had and associated with the most, because she was blonde and Nordic, although I think she was a Swedish immigrant. Sweden is basically the poor man's Norway. Kirsten did not have very good adventures on the frontier nor very good clothes for her doll. Her only cool thing was like getting caught in a snowstorm once. "Ohh I hope I don't die in this snowstorm." She was mostly lonely and poor and everyone she loved died or left her. I think once she ran away from a bear? So you can see how her plight is essentially a good narrative metaphor for my twenties.

But braids are super cute!

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This has been an interesting week. A really interesting week. I'm paying attention. I've been thinking about change--the way people do, or don't. I've been noticing where I begin and end.

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As if on some expected cue, an email from my mentor arrived tonight. The subject? "White Witch." As if to summon me.