today i went out for lunch with my mom. while we were standing in line, i caught a glimpse of an older black lady behind us with gorgeous dreads. i'm too shy to talk to other dready people, so i didn't say anything.
but then when we were leaving, there was a tap on the glass. and i looked over, and she was sitting at a table next to the door. smiling widely, she pointed to me, and then to her hair, and gave me a thumbs up.