I also had no lessons and went to a hair salon today.
It has become warm recently, so I cut my hair short, but it wasn't pixie.
It looks like a mushroom, and I might be a poisonous mushroom.

I'm always reading a book during treatment in a beauty salon, and I did as well today.
I'm in the middle of the book, but it is fascinating.
A photographer who got cancer wrote it, a kind of autobiography, and wrote his message to his little son full of affection.
I can't wait to read the continuation.