Wigs

Sometimes I write down a post idea and before I can get to it, it comes up again. I saw a wig in the road and I considered writing a story about the curly black wig. Drag queen in convertible. Cancer survivor in a mini-van. But before I did, I passed a store selling human hair wigs. That’s another story in and of itself. But is the universe sending me signals about wigs?

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