I have this little ringlet of hair that is too short to fit into my ponytail.
It curls around my neck and tickles my ears.
It annoyed me at first, but now I sorta like it.
I twist it randomly around my finger while I am thinking, and try to braid it when I am bored.
On the days I don’t wear a ponytail, I can’t find it.
I pull and part my hair in vain, but I just can’t find my little curly piece of hair.
I think it is a good description of me: When I am around a lot of people I am often shy, and pretty normal.
But when I am on my own, with friends and family I am weird, crazy, euphoric, and have an obsession with everything……………………and that is ok.