she kept wild horses
in her stables
and rode bareback
in search of stability

for c



cotton candy on a rainy day

(to be read for further clarity)

sometimes, i get so tired. being 23 is hard when people equate age with experience, age with wisdom. do you realize in saying this that you invalidate my own experiences? that you are telling me (and you are okay with this) that i am too young to know any better?

i wish someone would have told me that a college degree isn't enough.

How can i be weary at twenty three? and why can't 'they' here me? do i not exist?

i need daily affirmation that i am an intelligent women, because with the reception i get, you would think i have no idea what i'm doing.

the roots said it best:

Shorties wanna be theyself, I know it's hard to be
Don't wanna do the Ruben Studdard and come off less threatenin
Keepin it real'll kill you if you end up lettin it

(i am working for a world where this can be the signature of my emails, even in the profession that i am currently working, and not be seen as besmirching on my character, but instead, be celebrated in the insight that it offers.)