I got a haircut a few days ago and it has taken me until now to decide that it’s too short. I’ve always hated when my hair is in between. You know, when it’s too short to be considered long but too long to be considered short. Medium hair is like the sad middle child in a family. The one that doesn’t automatically inherit the identity of being the oldest or the youngest. Basically, I’m feeling like my hair should just go home and rethink it’s life. Maybe I should do that too. Actually I’ve been doing a lot of thinking lately and my head hits overload every once in a while. I…