One of those things that seem right enough to make way for itself

I haven't cut my hair since last April. It has gotten pretty long and also weirdly shaped -- kinda like Geo. Washington's hairdo. I want to keep the length going but need to be able to look at myself in the mirror and not freak out... much. I was leaving a little cafe in my neighborhood, enjoying both the cafe and the neighborhoodness, when I passed a hair salon with one stylist and an older dude like me. Hmmm, maybe I would be comfortable here. On an impulse a few days later, I went in. Several nice old ladies with hair in curlers and several stylists, busy. One finished and, yes, normally I don't take walk-ins but I just had a cancellation, what do you know? It worked out just right, and was a very nice experience. The hair looks good to me, kept the length, and I'll go back to see my new stylist, Lucinda, with an appointment. One of those things that seemed right enough to make way for itself.