Organizing can be thankless sometimes. So for all my organizers on the grind, crying into their pillows, shouting at injustice, wearing joy on your sleeve, & then having to go back out to live through the same injustices we are fighting – thank you for choosing to live through this moment & the next.
Allowing someone into your heart isn’t easy, but eventually, we all have to risk letting someone in so magic can happen.
it don’t smell right, don’t feel right, so it ain’t right. sat on it until my stomach churned, but when the fruits of my labor couldn’t provide that butter i’d been hoping for, i knew it was time to let go, and see where this road would go. had to let loose cuz there’d beContinue reading
I’m unpacking the bags That have turned into the luggage holding me back. I’m unwrapping the knots of the noose I made for myself back when I thought I’d need it. The pain doesn’t get to win anymore.