Me Monday
This morning I woke to find (yet again) my hair cursed by its "too long-ness". Bed-head. Great. I wanted to bike to work but do I want to do that with a wet head? Zupe asked why I was looking in the mirror and sighing. I told him I thought my hair looked silly. "What do you think, Zupe? Is my hair silly? Nope. In Zupe, he told me I look fine because he sees me "in his heart". I'm now wondering if I can start each exam appointment this morning with a suggestion that we each look at the other with our hearts. This has the potential to become the fourth pillar of my philosophy.