It continues!

Still the idea of cutting my locs really are on my mind but even now as I am writing this and finding my hands in them, would I truely be happier without them? Would the choice to change them make my life easier or would the pain of missing them be so unbearable that I would cry myself to sleep? Would my heart and mind agonize over having to start over or would I just abandon the whole idea of locs all together? Maybe the reason it's on my mind so much lately is because I am dealing with other things in my life! I wanna take it out on my hair eventhough it isn't my hair's fault! Funny how that is! Maybe I'll just work on the other stuff and not take it out on my hair! Locs are me and my true destiny!

I've come this far, now what??

I remember when I first decided to start my locs and now two years and four months later we seem to have a love/hate relationship going. Most days I am so in love with them that I can't keep my hands out of them but then there are the days when I feel like we have journeyed long enough and it is time to part ways. That moment lingers for awhile but then I always come to my senses and realize how much I would miss them. Some months back I wanted a change so I colored them all black except for two in the front because I wanted to be reminded of my original color. As time went on, I saw that many of them had almost returned to their original color. I think the sun had a lot to do with it but in many ways I am kinda glad it happened that way! It would seem that something so everyday wouldn't be such an ordeal because in all actuality, it's only hair!!!