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As I sit here, trying my best to do a good job in a new environment, hoping my wife is feeling better today, worrying I have not responded to all the friends who have sent me messages over the past several weeks, wishing I had more time to draw and to write and to be silly on the internet, and basically trying to adjust to the fact I have upended my entire life and occasionally find myself staring into the blank face of uncertainty while hope sits on my right hand and fear sits on the left, all I can think of is:
Why is my hair so high?
