This is a meditation on my relationship to hair. At 16 I was forced to shave my head because of an errant haircut. One year from the day, July 26 2017, I shaved my head again to reappropriate the punishment. I kept my head shaved until I entered the army, so I was able to circumvent the ritual shaving conducted on enlistment day. In this very obvious way -- making sure I had nothing to lose -- I preempted loss.