Ok, this is completely Not Safe For Work (NSFW), but...what the hell...?
Not sure why, but it was a traditional Sunday for me, so overall pretty icky and bleh. Not many of those over the past few months, though, so it's okay. Life goes on.
I finally shaved my head again. I couldn't take it any more. I wanted to grow it out until it was curly (see this lovely shot of me in the morning for an example), since none of my aikido friends have ever seen it that long. But I woke up this morning and my hair actually looked disheveled and like I'd just woken up. It took me about two minutes to put some water on it so I could fake being a bit less grungy, and that's just an unacceptable level of maintenance. Back to normal now, and I feel much better.
I'm feeling restless again. I'm holding on to a bunch of crap from the past couple of years, and I think it's making it harder to be on balance. There's a gate to pass through to let it all go, to be free-floating and open again; I'll find it.