By the end of the day my head felt like it was in a vice.
So, tonight, that moment where I could take out my hair and let it fall, relieve (?) my eyes of being able to see... oh yes... I was very grateful for that moment.
The rush of circulation, the relaxation of the squeeze...let the color back in.
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I thought about this post after I posted it. I often have a discussion with someone about the difference between being at work, and being on our "own time". This post is very much a metaphor for that (and I didn't even mean to!). At work - the color drains... my time - I let the color back in.
Interesting revelation...
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