剪头发

Posted on December 30, 2006 by Tan Kahong

原来，不知道什么时候开始，心情不好的时候，就去理发。好像，剪着剪着，随着发梢掉落，烦恼也跟着散落。明镜空台，环境再吵杂，也像千里以外，只听到剪刀锐利的咔嚓声，不停重复。整个人抽离了，声音开始空洞，似乎听见发梢轻飘碰触地上微小的声音。再要求用冷水洗发，一股冰凉溜过，从头顶带着凉意直达脚尖。杂念也随之污水流逝。可以了，服务员的声音把我叫回现实。

走出理发店，心情是不是好了，那是别论。至少，有那么一段时间，是清静的。我不上庙里烧香教堂祷告，我去理发。

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