Nevertheless, over the past three months I have been utterly unmotivated to stop in at the barber for my usual six-week haircut. I do not know what the source of this sudden apathy about getting my hair cut is. Perhaps it's a sign of some sort of midlife crisis. Perhaps I subconsciously want to taunt all the bald middle-aged men I encounter and drive them mad with envy (I'm 47 now and I still have a full head of hair). Perhaps I have some unconscious desire to look like Alexander the Great or Robert Plant.
Who the hell knows? One thing is certain, I'm not cutting my hair, and I may not have it cut for a long time. Perhaps I am simply curious to see how people around me react to a seeing a middle-aged man with long hair. In any case, I shall provide updates. I'll call it "Berger's Hair Files" or something like that and make it a weekly feature.
On second thought, that may be a bit much . . . but I'm still not cutting my hair!