Tonight, my roommate K, who is in the midst of lots of different life upheavals, decided to do something totally wild. For the first time ever, she’s dyeing her hair. A decision she’s been thinking about for a long time, but has been too afraid to make. This is the perfect kind of risk. Real change, with few negative consequences. So sure, it’s a little spur-of-the-moment. Yes, maybe she won’t like it. So what? Sometimes, taking the little risks makes it easier to go for the big ones. That’s change I respect.
Day 110: April 22, 2017