Strange how visual we are as a species. For  most people, a change in their life is never complete without an external and visual change. A different haircut (what spawned this line of thought), a different wardrobe, new car, or even new friends. Regardless of what the specific outward change may be, it is only a fraction that represents the exponentially larger internal transformation, for better or worse.

These are moments in our lives that mark the our progression. These are the mile markers. The moments when we externalize a decision and saunter forward with a re-evaluated purpose. The more we feel that a certain visual aspect defines us, the more drastic the internal transformation is once we change that external detail. And in fact, that’s all it is, a detail. Your hair, wardrobe, and belongings do not define you. Your decisions  and actions define you for they will affect the experience you are about to undertake. It will color the sky under which you walk your path of life. These shifting of these aesthetic details may seem trivial to most, yet they are moments of intense self-scrutiny and self-analysis because the way in which you look at yourself is infinitely more important than how others view you.