Hair styles, drugs, and art

... words spoken inside a little room in the good ole YMCA.
In a beautiful town in an old but fasinating building lied three people from three different walks of life talking about one subject LIFE. It started with a little idea that I had brewing inside of me that to be honest I was a little frightful at first what was going to happen.
The smell of cheap airfreshener and hot coffee filled the hot little room. One Chair One Bed One Floor 6 hours and one surprising good time.
We talked about everything under the sun, nothing was untouched we were all exposed to our true personalities.
I colored, dryed, straightened a lady's hair as the other was talking and asking questions about life.
You see although people could have such different personalities, morals, thoughts, ideas and values. We can come to an understanding and a place that there was no judging.
I mentioned at first the frightfulness that lingered til I left the place. Wondering through the hallways of this unique building brought thoughts to my head.
1. How many people in this area has actually been inside this building?
2. How many people walk by and just blow it off, like it was inexistence? (like I have done in the past!!!)
This has led to questions that are underanswered, things to be worked on. How can a beautifully architectured building such as the YMCA be so trashed, unkept, and not appealing to the neighbors near by!!!!
-Love.