I was aghast looking at the back of my crown in the mirror the night before my birthday. More white strands! Eeeeks… I cringed. My birthday was approaching and this is not something I wish for. M2 came into the bathroom and I told her.
She chuckled and said, “People get white hair when they get older, you get them when you get younger.”
I will be like, what? 39, I asked her.
No she said. I will be forever 38.
Aww…
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