VERITAS

I found a solitary hair growing out of my chin a few months ago during one of my staring in the mirror sessions. I was horrified! I felt like that one strand was a symbol of my impending spinsterhood. I named her Molly and hastily plucked her out. I forgot about Molly until yesterday when I noticed she returned to torment me. I don't know if I'm going to pluck her out this time. I think I may leave her there and if a date is not going so well, I'll start twirling her between my thumb and index finger. That's all. Oh yeah....I'm happy because I feel like a hairless cat again.