I Wonder

I've been playing that game: I wonder. 

I wonder what will happen if... 

I wonder what she'll say...

I wonder where...

I wonder why...

A curious mind to the extreme, I sometimes wonder where the line is between curiosity and self-doubt. Always wondering what if, only if, I wonder why, I wonder how. When does curiosity end and second guessing begin? In thinking forward, I suppose. In not wondering about the past, but looking forward with that wonder, I suppose. 

Those wondering, wandering thoughts sweep in and out from work stuff and the big stuff, to little stuff and the dumb stuff. The latest dumb stuff: "I wonder if I'd like my hair short; I wonder if I could try it for a day". 

Answer: The turtleneck hair tuck. 

Curiosity won't kill this cat. 

Here's what I learned: Secure your hair with an elastic first, then tuck that pony in and mess it up a little. Go without the pony, and risk the biggest dreaded rat's nest of your life (happened). This was my second go with the turtleneck tuck and truth talk: second day hair works great.  Barely brushed, tie it up and tuck it in. 

Who needs new clothes when you can have new hair for a day? Someone without a turtleneck, I suppose.