TUBOB: Through Rocking The Goat

It was to the middle of my back. I was 43 or something last time I had it cut. That beautifully sun bleached blonde hair (my current shortened hair is much darker now) left in an inglorious heap on the Supercuts floor had been through a lot with me, relationships, vacations, injuries (two hospitalizations), moves, ocean spray, arguments, conversations, assignments, endless hours driving, etc, and probably deserved a prouder more Viking burial befitting its furiously adventuresome spirit – perhaps I should have kept the hair and braided it into a Viking/Outlaw Motorcycle Club hank and set it upon a wooden raft soaked in, let’s say for the sake of argument a flammable liquid like unleaded gasoline, and set adrift and afire on a vast and lonesome North Idaho lake/ TUBOB . More here .

Question: Have you ever worn your hair long?