

It's been months since I've last worn my hair down. What's stopping me? The rough car seat that has me leaning forward on the way to work, the warm sweaters that I normally wear because of the high AC (during winter time?!), the 1983 polyester wool chair that I sit in and then there are the people who think I'm ok with them touching my hair. Compliments are fine. Your germ- infested, freshly coughed in hands can stay far far away! ::exhales::
So I decided to give it a go. I awkwardly dealt with the drive to work but within five minutes of sitting down to my desk... the bun relieved my OCD and I was able to function like a normal human being. I don't know if I'll ever be the same again.