just got served

i woke up this morning, slightly sore from yesterday's activities, and went to my weekly hair washing appointment. the shop is supposed to open at 8:00, but never does and i'm always one of the first customers to arrive. before i left, i asked the owner for a key and told him i would open the shop on sunday if he couldn't be on time. what nerve.

i often wonder what people think as they see me waiting on the corner for the place to open. desperate? they'd be partially right. i like the way they do my hair, they're quick, affordable and i love having my scalp scratched.

i went home, quickly ate breakfast and then left to do some volunteer work for a few hours in the afternoon. after i got home, i felt sick and tired. who knew putting rice on a plate could be so exhausting or maybe i was already tired and fatigue caught up with me.