The sweet world

The height to grow up from a young age is not grow, why do hair and nails grow so fast even when old?

Going to the beauty salon is troublesome and difficult. When I visited often and treated each other with a sense of comfort, the hairdresser suddenly left. I am tired to think that I have to go through another process of finding new places and re-establishing relationships with strangers. The hardest thing in life is human relation. If my hair is not cut well, it grows up again, so it is not big deal. But if I don't have smooth words and moods with stranger who close to me and touch a part of my body, my hairs literally rise.

Since I was a child, I didn't want anyone to look at me, I didn't want to people come near me, I didn't want the hands of adults who touched my body. My mom always cut my hair in a bob-type. I cried and rumbled because I didn't like my haircut that my mom cut.

Maybe I got punishment for being mean to her. I became a barber at home after got married. Fortunately, my husband has curly hair, so can't see it even if I cut it wrong. I also cut the children's hair, but I told them to go to a barbershop after they became adults. It is because young men need to be left to a skilled hairdresser to look more handsome. But they have been tamed by the habit of cutting hair at home, so their hair cut by their friends.

I changed the set of haircuts several times. I cut like a skilled barber. At first, I roughly cut with a hair cutter and cut hair with a pair of scissors with an experienced hand. It's not that bad.

From not long ago, I haven't been to beauty parlor. After I cut my husband's hair, he takes a shower and cut my hair like my mother. Cutting hair is easier compared to having a friend's husband dye friend's hair. I thank my husband even if he doesn't cut well because my bad temper doesn't work for him.

After I cut hair and take a shower, I get tired and lie down. Suddenly want to eat Sujebi while thinking that I was bad for my mom. Strangely, after cutting hair I want to eat Sujebi. The couple who do not have the money to go to the beauty salon seems to be in harmony with Sujebi who ate in poor times because they had no money to cut their hair and eat out. Bean sprouts rice is also plausible.

After eating sujebi we take a walk in the park. We are happy even if not to cut our hair in the beauty salon.  We are happy even if we eat homemade sujebi. The sky is high, the trees are dense, and the road is endlessly before me. We walk through the sweet world.