My bangs kept me up last night.


I crawled into bed after my shower, as I always do, and then I realized that while the rest of my hair might be able to survive the ravages of the night and still look vaguely respectable in the morning, my bangs were far too little and new to be left to their own devices, and that I should have dried my hair first.  So I laid down as still as I could, and every time I awoke I reached up to make sure they hadn’t dried all something-about-mary. 

But then a small part of me was actually a little bummed that they behaved and didn’t go all flock of seagulls in the morning.


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