on day eighty-seven, i combed out one of my dreadlocks.
i braided it, and left it like that.
i kind of think it's time for the dreads to go.
i'm tired of being judged for them.
i'm tired of looking like a stereotype.
(especially since it's a stereotype that i don't fit.)
most of all i'm tired of being defined and identifed by them.
one week from today they'll be a year old.
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