I NEED A HAIRCUT. That's all.
This could have been a picture of me at 15 in the back of Kathryn's car riding around town... or right now on the street.
This is what I felt like jumping of the front porch with an umbrella at 8 pretending to be Mary Poppins... or right now on the street in a rainstorm
This is probably what my hair looked like going to your 6th grade birthday party... or right now on the weekends at a back yard in Brooklyn.