I decided to take my hair out, fearful that my locks were not growing correctly & that I somehow manage to already mess up the process. I didn’t know where to go to get them retwisted
I went downstairs to the dorm lobby where I hoped to find any girl who knew how to braid hair. With my hair flowing everywhere I chilled in the lobby for about 10 minutes before she came through the door. She was wearing a colorful headwrap, and a robe. Without much of a hesitation, excuse me, she stopped, do you know how to braid hair, I asked her.
She looked at me, in a way to observe if I was worth her time, yeah I do, she responded. Again, without hesitation, I asked, Are you busy right now, do you mind braiding my mine, I can pay you? Surprised that I was serious, she took a moment to think. She said I got you. Although we never met, she trusted my intuition.
I had to go back to my room to grab my hair items, so we exchanged numbers, she told me what room she was in and we went in different directions. Happy as hell that I was about to get my hair done, I hurried to my room, grabbed my things and sent her a text, I'm on my way.
Love isn't Lost, I know exactly where I put it at
Love,
Keem










