There are so many thing I’ve done that makes me feel so smart; I think writing ( righting?) can be art and when I think about this blog I start to feel confident like this was who I was meant to be a writer and a fighter; ; a caring face; hoping to make the world a better place but I don’t always feel smart; that isn’t always the case. There are areas of life that cause so much strife; its such struggle for me; tasks and problems that make me angry; make want to flee; maybe I’m not dumb but I learn differently; I see things in a different way and I have to accept that’s ok and I am just going to do the best I can today and work with that I got and realize I’m not going to put myself down; I’m going to pick myself up from the ground and continue to fight; as long as I’m a around; I won’t give up. No not today.
April ’93
Revolutionary Musings 