It does. My hair. Fabulous.
Maye it's how the salt-and-pepper of my temples plays off the salt-and-pepper of four days worth of beard stubble; maybe it's the way I raked in the gel through my locks with my fingers (it's tougher than it looks); or maybe it's just my attitude.
Since Friday, I've slept through the night. Hell, I took a mid-afternoon power-nap on Monday, in-between dealing with movers and rental property managers and empty cardboard boxes. Yeah, my body still feels like shit, but it's a work in progress. I'm going to treat myself to a massage, so I can stop taking like eight Ibuprofen each day.
Amid the chaos of moving 1,722 miles to a new place I know nearly nothing about, I have found some calm, peace. I've done the absolute right thing. For me. The dark clouds have lifted.
Just ask my girlfriend. She likes the deviant smile I've developed.
- ThomG
- Thom Gabrukiewicz is both a communicator and a writer of flash fiction. Most of what he writes is kind of dark, with occasional forays into the light. He’s a winner of some awards and has covered two Winter Olympics. He’s also written a guidebook about hiking with dogs. He’s fiercely loyal and has a malevolent side that seems to visit less and less. He’s both a hopeless romantic and a realist. He's currently working on community wellness issues in Wyoming.
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Thom, I got inspired to work on my one-speed converted bike thanks to your article Sunday! Thanks for all the good work you've done for cycling in this community! Are we having a Bon Voyage bike ride en masse before you leave?
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