i feel pretty. my hair is shiny and silky with bouncy curls. i really feel beautiful. it’s been a while since i’ve gone to the hair salon. i almost forgot how wonderful it was to get your head scratched. you know the deep scratch on the scalp that makes that one eye roll back? yeah that. i almost forgot about the luxury of a head massage. damn that shit felt good. damn my hair looks good. my shit healthy. i’m looking damn good.
[These are my open notes that I’ve hidden from the world. Over the next month, I am making them public until my birthday on April 14th.]