Lonnie brought over her hair dye today. She said, "I need help fixing these. roots. Think you could help?" Dying hair is weirdly intimate... I don't know if i've touched someone else's scalp before, that's pretty intimate... right? It felt intimate. We looked in the mirror after and I expected her to say something about how it looked good or crappy or whatever. But, that's when she said, "You're so beautiful." And she was looking at me! Right in that moment... I wanted to say... something! But I waited... and the moment was gone.