My hairstyles don’t hold for over 5 minutes and I haven’t had a good hair day in over two months.
No, it’s not my shampoo!
I have a chronic habit of ferociously running my fingers through my hair when I’m thinking and I’ve been doing quite a bit of thinking over the past couple of months.
After all, deciding what to give a man who has everything can be fairly perplexing. Although, not half as perplexing as when the man in question is your “one ring” and you the Gollum. It’s true! While it may not be the most romantic analogy in world, he is indeed “my precious” and I cannot imagine a day without him.
July 21st, his birthday and I’ve got nothing. After all, what can a plastic swipe fetch that’ll not be dwarfed by the dizzying heights of affection I feel for him. What material object can possibly express exactly how essential he is to me? I thought I’ll use words, but I couldn’t find any that don’t seem absolutely insignificant; in fact almost shallow compared to the depths of my gratefulness.