Requiem to a Ponytail.
I don't care for regaling people with stories about how my hair used to be this long besides mentioning it in passing. After all, I love the bald fade I currently (and quite proudly!) don. But I admit that for a long time, I had a love affair with the ponytail.
When I had enough hair to fit into one, whether I was beholden to the infamous "creamy crack" or not, I had a thing for ponytails. This is probably why I move from one extreme (extremely short) to another (long and pulled back). I would let my hair breathe in protective styles that don't require a ponytail for about 12-16 hours out of most days although I rarely documented those occasions (!).