Last days / closing notes

It’s my last day at a men’s haircutting course, and I’m unexpectedly bummed about it. The course was only four days long, and yet it was four days long enough for me to know what I’ll lose and miss now that this fleeting journey has come to a close. I will miss setting up my workspace in the mornings: gathering my materials together, attaching my mannequin head atop a tripod, awaiting eagerly our…