Baby's First Grey Hair

I was rummaging through my desk drawers earlier today looking for my secret stash of extra large paperclips (the purchasing department rarely orders them - I would imagine they trade like prison cigarettes here) when I happened on something I'd long forgotten. Enshrined in the corner of the side drawer is a single grey hair. A simple testament to fading youth. A metaphor for human impermanence. A reminder that I'm a dumbass who does dumbass things.

Back in 2003, following a series of major server crashes, this hair made its presence well known, contrasted by a sea of dark brown hair. The frightened 23 year old in me pulled it and tucked it away for posterity.

It's now late 2005. The grey hair's back. It's brought friends.

There are little bits of toenail clippings in here too (not mine, of course). I wonder what possible profundity they signify.