Chapter Eighteen
Wednesday, September 2, 2015
It was partly because I needed a change and partly because of Amy that I moved into a new place a couple of days ago. I also quit smoking, and went to the hair stylist to get an undercut just like the trendy hipsters are doing these days. Sarah convinced me to change my hair when she put it up into a ponytail while we were at the park in Toronto. I don’t know if I’ll meet anyone because I’m breaking out of the little routine that I developed, but I got four compliments about my hair, from the women at work. I was noticeably grumpier around Michelle the other day. I think smoking made it easier to keep calm.
It’s the beginning of September now, but the weather is still in the high twenties and low thirties during the day. There’s no frost yet
