Once in a while your mind plays tricks on you as you think how you wanna look
in the imminent future. Since saying adios to highschool, I have been a dreamer of
dreadlocks…..hopping one day I will look something like Bob Marley. SOmetimes the
crowd around has some strange perceptions about them locks; some think of ganja
and others just dislike them for no specific reason. The courage is building and soon
I will have ropes streaming from ma afro…..
watch this space.
“You don’t haffi dread to be rasta; this is not a dreadlocks ting but a divine conception of the heart”__Morgan Heritage