A hungry deer roamed around campus, where I stopped by again during lunch break.
Then at night, some guests came over and I couldn’t help but feel self-conscious about my patchy hair. At this point I know I can deal with short hair but bald patches are not cute.
If it weren’t for the patches I would go without a hat some days, like in Taiwan. I am at least proud that I don’t feel the need to hide under a wig or hat while in my own home with guests anymore.