Head Acres Lot
So at some point, I started thinking of my head as a landscape. Maybe it was how my thick and messy locks resembled a wild forest or how my dandruff looked like litter caught in roadside grasses, but the idea stuck with me.
As I drove around the country, I noticed how areas of development, especially places scarred by industry, would be screened from view by a thin layer of foliage along the roadside, like a green combover.
This analogy seemed quite appropriate to our treatment of the environment, ie. If we don’t see it then it’s OK.
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