While we were having a drink at Ben Thanh market today, Felicia highlighted to me that I have white hair!
I was like, “thanks for the reminder”! The last few trips to the hairdresser for hair wash have seen more white hairs that the hairdresser all too kindly plucked out for me each time.
Gosh! I’m really growing old, aren’t I? And these white hairs are only acting as gentle reminders that I’m no longer as young as I look or pretend to be.
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