Ah, I’m depressed today. I know it is mostly concern about my thus-far dim prospects for a future job. Partly also, it is the related dispair that concern for a future job has taken precedence over the more important matter of finding someone to love. That is just wrong. But the depression is expressing itself today in the form of me fiddling with my hair, which is thin all across the top. I have no idea how to deal with my remaining hair. And neither, it would seem, does the hair salon I’ve been to. Sometimes it looks ok in person but it photographs terribly, so my blog picture is falling out of date.