- The indian blue scarf that Louise brought me back from Hong Kong. It feels cool and soft against my straightjacket throat.
- The smile the bald guy at city stop gave me. When he smiles his shiny white head creases with laugh-lines. Some people smile with their eyes, this guy smiles with his whole scalp.
- Jasmyne telling me that my hair looks awesome, and knowing that she genuinely means it. Even though I’ve just woken up, and I know that I actually look like the crazy cat lady.
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