What the hell does that mean?
So a year or so ago my hairdresser retired. She had cancer for the third time and now it was in her bones, her liver, her whole body.
So, I found a new hairdresser and though she is good, very good, we just didn’t have the same kind of connection.
You see my previous hairdresser, she is dyslexic, but really smart. She was a model when she was younger, very beautiful, Twiggy-like. And during my grueling three hour hair dye and cut session, we would have the most amazing discussions about movies and HBO, BBC or Netflix shows. We have similar tastes in film, always something different.
A year or so ago I let my hair go. No more dyes. I had been dyeing my hair since I was 16. Now it is all silvery and shiny.
Yesterday, she called me.
Today we went for a social distancing walk around the track near her place. She walked on the inside and me on the outside. Physically she is half of what she was before the cancer (which was small anyway), and of course half the energy.
We circled that track I don’t know how many times for an hour, talking about shows we’ve been watching and of course the “new normal”.
As we walked we both heard a house finch singing. My friend told me she has conversations with the birds in her backyard. She told them please, gather up this virus and fly it away with you.