I always wanted to have really long hair. Because long hair is like the female version of the Swiss army knife, if you get put in a tower by a wicked witch like the beautiful Rapunzel, you can get out of there with your long locks.
The sad thing is -- my hair grows slow. I live on the first floor, but I couldn't escape through the window without falling down, breaking both my legs.
I guess I have to wait another ten years before I get out of here.
Photograph, text, and Swenglish syntax © Sandra 2006
