living life

A lady sat in my chair and wanted her hair cut short – no muss, no fuss. She didn’t care what it looked like, as long as she didn’t have to do anything to it in the mornings. She also wore no makeup. Her low maintenance appearance seemed to confuse her friends. “But what do you do in the mornings?” they would ask her.

“I sit on my porch and drink coffee. I live my life and watch the world go by. What do you do?”

They never had an answer to that.

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