Or should I say locks.... that's what I feel every time I go to a salon and snip the ends of my hair. I try hard to grow my hair and keep it to a certain length (long actually!!) but after a certain point it starts to feel heavy on my head. Like a weird gravitational pull. Leaving me with a heavy head and a clouded mind. I try not to think of it and carry on until I cant bear it any longer; and then I go to the salon and chop it off to a "style" that will make me look good... for perhaps a day or two and then somehow, strangely enough I go back to looking the same.. with just a little load off my head. Most of us (i.e. me and some of my friends) project our anger on our hair, cut it off when we are particularly angry with ourselves or something around us. The load that gets of my head the day I get a haircut is like a thrill, not just relaxing my heavy head but also my heavy mind. The length does not really matter. Its about the relief!! A rejuvenated self, like a snak...