This rogue warrior is my only gray hair (that I know of) that keeps creeping it's way back into my head. I yank it out every time. I curse at it every time. And then I smile and breathe calmly again when I realize that it's in the same place each time and that no more have sprouted. A shout out to my mom for giving me the genes of little-to-no grays.
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