Hair

I'm never going to be that elegant lady at a cafe holding an expresso, hair perfectly tight on a windy day. You know, I'm going to be like today but older, grayer, hopefully wiser and maybe even a little bit more financially stable. My hair will never stay put, my curls will always be loose and once in a while someone will call me wild. That's me. I'm not fancy clothes or any kind of physical vanity. I value things like good food, almost like a sacred thing to do, smoking, reading, kissing, touching, crying, coming, waves, fresh air and cool breezes, music, dancing with no regards whatsoever to techniques or audience. I live my life knowing it will end, knowing everything fades and that nothing makes sense but what we make of it. The things I do for myself are meant for me and I really literally couldn't care less about other people's opinions. I respect the elegant lady, I'm just not her nor will I ever be anything other than me.