Here’s my line up for the night…. Go to work at 4, hit on cute guy at work if he’s working today…. (then give him my number, wink wink.) come back at 7:30, get dressed in something mildly cute and wait for my loves Ariel and Amanda. sit and talk about bullshit from 2011, shed no tears, make irrelevant jokes, not text back anyone who sends me a “HAPPY NEW YEAR”...
Over and Under.
She sat there, and watched. Over and under, over and under. Her eyes followed the hands as they moved. Over and under, over and under. She was about seven years old, fascinated by the skill these hands produced. The beauty of the finished product of her sisters hair. “It’s called a braid.” The lady said, pulling the child’s gaze from her hands, “Just like a...