Counting out.

Someone in the gym's lover room today stopped what she was doing to talk to me about my hair. It's happened before, and while it can be strange because it's not like I don't know I've got a lot of hair, it doesn't get old.

I told her my techniques of eggs for breakfast, not using blow-dryers, and that I just don't cut it. She told me about herself and how she was doing, we kept chatting, and she asked me if it ever got boring. Having really long hair.

I pointed out I was talking to a complete stranger right now and having a fun conversation. How could that be boring? If my hair was only in a little cut to my shoulders, nobody would talk to me, but my hair's long enough I get to talk to all sorts of people, and how in the world is that boring?

She laughed, and we went our separate ways.

Seriously, though. Not at all boring.