Punctuation

Y'know?

Y'know, I cut my hair on a whim.

I only felt nervous about it for the entire day. 

Although it was not spur-of-the-moment, I had decided months before I would take the leap,

It was rather spontaneous. 

While I walked the linoleum pathway to looking completely different and doing something I promised myself I would never resort to again, 

I panicked.

Suddenly, I let myself believe nothing was set in stone yet,

I convinced myself on that five-minute journey, to only let her trim the ends. 

Once in the chair, she wouldn't let me tell her I had changed my mind. 

We were doing this. 

And when there is someone there with you who can endure through the commitment until the very end with you, 

sometimes it makes the jump a little less scary. 

My heart was thudding, my palms were clammy. 

And my head was racing. 

And then...they weren't. 

I watched as she shaped my new outward identity, 

I admired as strands of who I was dropped to the floor. 

And I gawked at all of my worries fading into a smile and quiet, shy confidence.

We do crazy things when we feel confined inside of ourselves. 

We do even crazier things when we feel as if our insides are in never-ending chaos.

I did something crazy y'know...I did something I promised myself I would never do again. 

I did something I thought I could never do.

Before the cape was even removed from around my neck, before I even left my chair...

A broom danced across the floor, sweeping up the old me and throwing her away.

There was no going back. 

We did that. 

Y'know?