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With jittery hands, I begin my third attempt at pulling back my hair. I have kept it down for the past two weeks; my large, soft curls that almost graze my waist, hanging over the outline of my newest tattoo. My favorite tattoo, because when it is finished I will have wings.

No friends or family know about this event quite yet, although I am sure they have had an inkling it was in my ‘one day’ plans. Well, today is that day. Apparently, though, my hair still wants to keep my secret, tanglin...