Red

I did it. I decided it was time for a change, a dramatic change. I was tired of it. I needed something new, something more exciting, something different. I’ve been considering it for a while, but didn’t quite have the courage to make it happen until now.

Why now?

I’m not certain. I guess the stars were aligned correctly, or maybe it was a brief moment of insanity. Then again, maybe it was all part of a carefully crafted plan. Regardless, I have changed. I’ve gone red.

What does that mean?

Did I become a Republican?

Has red become my favorite color?

No, I was already a Republican (with Libertarian tendencies), and blue is my favorite color. No, that’s not it. I’ve transformed my golden locks into strawberry blonde ones. Yes, I’ve joined the “red head” club.

It’s an odd thing, and a big change for me. I did it yesterday, and it’s still shocking every time I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror. I think I like it. It’s a bit more red than I was originally thinking, but my hair stylist says it will fade in a couple of days and won’t be quite so bright.

For now, it’s a fun change. And change is good, right?