That one skill.

I've asked myself this question several times: "What would happen if the internet crashes?" Often I try as much as I can not to think about it because I'm likely to have sleepless nights. In the process of thinking about it, then "Hive" came into the picture, and I'm like "ooh no," what thought is this? Then I would keep my mind on the positive side "so I don't get hurt in the process".

I remember when my phone had some mental issues that I couldn't browse with it, that moment of my life felt like everything around me wasn't working properly, I could see myself slowly going into my shadow, that same shadow that I've been fighting for years coming back into my life slowly. I found myself getting angry at every little thing, even some good mornings sounded like an insult that I would furrow my brow at.

Then imagine the internet going off forever, that would be like throwing myself into the gutter just to avoid the reality that would befall me. Taking the time to think about this thoroughly, I got to understand that the internet someday might stop working, even though it seems like it won't currently, but then not forgetting the fact that nothing lasts forever.

Before the internet took over the world, everyone had dreams and aspirations. Gladly, I'm not an exception to this. I know I don't talk about my skill here, but then I have a skill that often pays bills during times when I feel like I'm broke. To stipulate them, I would just get that call from a client that would change my financial status at that moment.

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So what is that one skill that I possess? Well, I'm a hairstylist. "Yeah," you heard right. I style people's hair. I don't like exposing this secret of mine, but then I'm gonna share it here because this is more like my safe space. Well, I didn't really learn this hairdressing thing. And it's not like it fell on me from heaven like manna, "don't laugh," but then I didn't really learn it like going for classes, I think I just used my eyes to watch and learn.

Little story: I'm not the stubborn type. While growing up, I'm not gonna say I'm the calmest among my other siblings, but then let me just put myself in the middle, like I possess a little bit of everything. I loved styling my hair even at that very early stage of my life. That love I developed did a thing inside of me that when my mum would send me on errands, I would take a pause at a salon that is very close to the house, often I would stand there, look at everything that was happening, like the hairstyle that was being made.

Sometimes my big brother would come looking for me, like I had gone missing. And then he would be like "mummy will flog you ehn", hearing those words, I would run to the house like I was in a hundred-meter race. After a while, I started making my best friend's hair, from there I started making my mum's hair, it was at that moment I knew I had a thing inside of me.

So that is the little story behind my hair dressing career. Currently, I'm not gonna call myself a boss yet, but then I can boast that I'm good at what I do. So when the internet fails today, I'm falling back on my hairdressing career and building it to the next level.

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