The joy of a decent haircut. Drawing Luke Hockley.
Yesterday I got myself a good haircut.
I’d been hanging out for too long and was hating the look of myself.
How is it that the world seems transformed?
I feel more able to do the things I have to do.
Less overwhelmed.
I can feel the potential, the possibility, of things again.
It has been an interesting few weeks, I’ve felt quite lost and overwhelmed…but also something was different.
I’ve been able to see it for what it is. A low patch, rather than a long-term problem.
I’ve also been able to keep focused on the things I know work. Moving, talking to my friends and, it would seem, getting a decent haircut.
Love
Luke
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