Photo Credit — Remington Write / Roughly 2008ish when I reclaimed my bald head

Hey, I Hate Hair!

How could I have forgotten?!

Remington Write
6 min readJul 29, 2022

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Long ago in the much anticipated and even feared year of Two Thousand (Y2K anyone?), I finally did what I’d dreamed of at least since spending a weekend at a Zen monastery in 1996 but probably longer.

I had a friend shave my head completely bald.

Pro-tip: Never use disposable razors to shave your head. You’re welcome.

So walking out into the world all by myself that first time with not one strand of hair to protect me — and with unsightly little red nicks all over my skull — wasn’t quite as much fun as I’d anticipated. What it was, however, was probably the most liberating walk I’ve ever taken.

How liberating? This liberating.

I discovered as my hair began to grow back that I didn’t want it back. So I trotted out and bought myself a set of clippers — Remington clippers as I recall — and about every six to eight weeks I’d disappear that untidy mess that insisted on growing on the top of my head.

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