Today, I wanted to share a picture of me and my cowlick.
Sitting right at the back, left tip of my head, this cowlick gives me trouble, and has for as long as I can remember; so much trouble, in fact, that I have not looked at the back of my hair in some time. I will take time to style my hair, but I know if I take a peek at the back, I'll just feel defeated.
The cowlick has won.
The cowlick always wins.
It will either be pushing my hair up into an odd poof or will have parted my hair so drastically, that a line of my scalp will be revealed down the back of my head.
So now I pretend, I pretend that nothing wacky is going on back there...or I wear a hat.
Let's go visit Kate.
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