So, yesterday I told my barber to just cut off all of my hair. After a moment of hesitation she pulled out the sheers and went to work, leaving about an eighth of an inch in length. I love it. I got up this morning and looked in the mirror, realizing there was no need to comb my hair. I have a beard, but only because I'm too lazy to be bothered with shaving. About once a month I cut it down with a beard trimmer. When I was a kid, my hair was a big deal for me. It was a statement of some kind. Now that I'm older it has no importance and is more of a hassle to maintain. I'm curious if others feel the same or whether their hair is somehow a statement about who they are.