I went to the ladies room today at work.
I looked in the mirror.
I was suddenly overcome with shock and doubt.
I leaned as far into the mirror as possible without smashing my face into it.
I found a gray hair.
I am only 28.
I had never feared the gray hair, I had never really contemplated what I would do when I found my first (although it was certainly NOT THIS EARLY!). I sat there and stared at the colorless, wiry foe and thought about crying.