There is no safe place..

 

Inspiring this piece; my hair. For about the first time in 11 years, I left the house in my full  glory...worked with what god gave me....my big hair. To fit more into the mainstream, I've been smoothing it out...rocking the pony tail..not yesterday. No hair rubber band...full head of wild hair. No one would see me.. Wrong. I ran into my friend from high school at the freakin' store. Of course, hadn't seem him in 10 years... He spared me the halloween costume jokes and was able to talk to me while looking me straight in the eye... I made it out of there alive. Mortified...but alive. Tonight I'll drink to you, Lenny B! Good times....

Happy Halloween! Rock your big hair!