Random: Haircut

I just got a haircut in Falls Church, VA. I walked into a Hair Cuttery, and everyone there had natural black hair. My stylist was originally from Vietnam, and I realized it had not been since I lived in DC area that I had my hair cut by a non-Caucasian person, let alone another Asian person.

I thought Richmond was somewhat diverse, but I realized it was not as diverse as compared to my experience tonight. Don’t get me wrong, I love RVA…I just wish there were stylists that can cut my hair. 😉 I didn’t even realize the difference till tonight.

I might have also been flattered into a positive outlook, my stylist Ahn said I gave you a young person’s haircut, because you look so young. It’s nice to be Korean-American and in my late 30s. 😉 I thank both my parents for my youthful genes.

Here is a 10 words haircut poem, just because:

youthful look with a new do
make way for hottie

Reflection: Life

When you’re young, you think you are immortal. We are taught the value of our lives lie in what we produce, and what we accomplish.

But at the end of the day, as you age, it’s not your possessions, wealth or prestige that matters.

The question at the tip of one’s tongue in old age is did I love well? Do they know I loved them? Do the ones I love love me? Unspoken moments of “I love you” are often the biggest regrets in our lives.

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/2017/12/02/age/