Yes! I’ve crossed the bridge and broken through the pain barrier. My new song about hair removal is back on track. It feels great to be making progress towards my goal. I had a few doubts and I was so close to giving up. But a little voice inside me is telling me to keep going. This song is important to me. It’s unique and deep down I suspect that this could be the breakthrough I have been waiting for. Even if this record never becomes a big hit, it’s going to make a chart entry on my own personal top of the pops.
I come from a musical family. My mom is a karaoke queen and my dad is in a skiffle band. They are quite eccentric and they have always encouraged my sister and I to follow our hearts. My sister ran off with a circus and the last we heard she’s a high flying trapeze artist in Romania. I don’t have a great head for heights but I have inherited a flair for music. When I play my guitar I am transported to another world. It’s a place where I’m free, where nothing can hurt me. A world of peace and tranquility.
Hair has always featured big in my life too. I was born with hair that Elvis would have been proud of. I should have sold my virgin hair for a fortune, but it got lopped off and swept up before anyone realized its value. Those were the days before the human hair trade had really taken off. With puberty, my body hair grew thick and fast, and my life changed forever. My love/hate relationship with hair removal began. I tried and tested every new method until I found what worked and what didn’t. My skin was plucked and tweezed within an inch of my not so pretty little life.
Somewhere down the line the penny dropped that hair removal doesn’t have to be an all or nothing affair. A sensible amount of body hair management is required. The darned stuff keeps growing back, but it doesn’t have to ruin my life. I have acquired the skill of hair removal by rotation. I carry out different hair removal procedures every week so that no more than one single area of body hair ever reaches critical mass at the same time.
A few days ago everything was getting on top of me. I was filled with self doubt about the validity of my new song and what people would think about it. I was worried about people judging me for writing a song about hair removal. Thankfully, sometimes it just takes a break to get things back in perspective. When I picked up my guitar today, all the pieces began to fall into place. The melody has taken on a life of its own. I have the makings of a fine song. The lyrics need a little more work, but I’m getting there. There is nothing to fear. Best of all, I feel pretty.