OK, it happened during every 10-minute break at MU. It happened when I went to the mall in St. Louis. And it even happened when I was eating at an outdoor cafe in New York City. But in LA? Never.
But yesterday it did. I unexpectedly ran into an old friend in the city. I was in K-Town getting my hair cut (and it's SO short!), when I heard my name. Turns out she was getting her hair cut that day, too. It had been over a year since we talked, so the four hours there flew by.
Crazy.
On a sidenote, after my roommies saw my new hair they told me I looked like an Asian Shirley Temple. SO not the look I was going for.
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