Where acceptance is all there is
I do not know why, but I have this one roll of double-sided tape. I have not worn a wig in over 15 years, but this tape has been traveling with me. I have moved three times since I stopped wearing hairpieces, including from Canada to the USA, and each time I pack and bring this roll of double-sided tape with me. I have no idea why I don’t throw it away. Perhaps it’s because I feel I may need it one day. Perhaps it is my way of reminding myself that I still have options. So again, I push the roll of tape into the back of my drawer almost as if it’s waiting for me to need it again.