Tuesday, February 26, 2008

I am not my hair

A few years ago my favourite song sported the refrain "I am not my hair...". This song I loved not because it made profound musical sense to me or added any excitement to a night of vigorous dancing, but because it said, in words simpler that I could ever have thought sufficient, what I had been trying to say my whole life: "I am not my hair, I am not this skin, I am not your expectations (oh!)..."

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