So, my locs have finally reached a length that I adore! I can tie them back with themselves, they actually look like locs even though my 'new growth' is probably at about two inches, they blow in the wind, and fall down instead of sticking up. It's pretty dope for two years, in my opinion.
I'm also increasingly glad that I went the freeform/semifreeform route because I'm in this transition phase in my life and I suddenly find that my hair is such a strong reflection of who I am. It's as though a spiritual bond just sprang up between my hair and my self.
Upon that, I went to see the documentary 'Marley' and there was so much in there about spirituality as linked to locs, I swear it rubbed off on me some! I still get people asking about me twisting my roots, and a friend actually sat me down and twisted it themselves because it bothered them, but I'm finding that having them loose is actually quite fine with me. I'm aware it looks messy and unkempt to some, but then again, natural hair looks messy and unkempt to others, so what have you...
I'm loving this new affection and connection with my hair, there's a specialness to having locs like these that is resonating through me. Poofy is a happy happy camper.