Haircut

There is something about a haircut.

With the locks; a lot of our baggages also get cut off when we get a haircut.

It's absolutely nothing extraordinary.

But when we do sit under the scissors, and close our eyes we give into the unknown.

We give control to someone else.

The chopping sound.

The sharp blades right next to your jugular vein.

One mistake and you are in trouble.

It is the moment of complete submission.

The fear of uncertainty, the prospect of a better outcome all come rushing from within us.

We challenge ourselves to find the courage within to fight the demons within.

We embrace a change.

The change emboldens us.

It reminds us of what we are capable of.

And we go back.

To face the demon lurking outside.

That boss who refuses to value us.

That code we have not been able to crack.

That decaying relationship we have not been able to come out of.

We feel lighter.

We, suddenly, can handle it all.

There is something about a haircut.