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I have left the stage of nervousness behind a long time ago. I am now a calm mess. No fidgeting, just a quiet stage of waiting to hear the verdict. It’s going to be good because the bad already happened. It can’t happen again.
Tag: <span>Heart</span>
when you hate
someone else
because they are
different than you
you are unknowingly hating on
the very Architect of Creation itself
A little clip, just made for me, so I knew where to find the thank-you cards the seniors had crafted for us.
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First, the song found me. What an interesting melody. The voice and the tempo, are all very distinctive. Then I stumbled over the poem and it spoke to me. I suppose that’s how blogging works sometimes. First, you don’t know what to write about, you want to skip a day or two, and then a post comes together about a subject you didn’t feel about writing -yet you do it anyway because now you just have to.
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Emojis kill brains. Emojis make you look stupid. And me too. All of us. I think emojis make us all kind of silly.
Truth be told I was dragged to the first meeting, it is so not my thing, but then I enjoyed the company and I had such a good time, that I now join the gatherings frequently.
When middle-class dreams shatter,
rarely do the jagged shards fall upward,
which would require muscle, pulleys, power,
a secret conveyor belt pointed toward hidden privilege.
Rather, the broken pieces almost always rain downward,