Reflection, although meant to be purely self-enlightening, I always tend to do it after a session of RealPoetry with real people, and silence. Which because I am a highly spontaneous and emotional person causes me to make sudden and drastic changes in my life...yes they are changes that need and needed to be made, but they are chanegs that are so drastic and so detrimental to my psychological development that they cannot happen as quickly as I am trying to make them...understand?

Queen Godis - such a beautiful inspirational human. Aja-Monet, likewise, and this being Women's History Month, the features for this past RealPoetry were all women. And trust me when I say they are all head-strong independent, stank, divas...i wanna be just like them. And there is nothing wrong with that. Yea everybody wants to be somebody except themselves but in this case, ain't nothing wrong with wanting to be a head-strong, independent, stank, diva...and im halfway there yall.

My phone was set to vibrate, my clothes, merely pajamas, remote in hand, food in other, it was a lazy weekend. Not to much bothering from people I don't really care about. My phone didn't scream at me too much, and when it did, I ignored the call...lazy weekends are beautiful. I reverted back to the good ol' days. The days of sleeping in extremely late, popping in dvd's and chilling. Hair a mess, haven't showered, no lingerie...straight chilling. In silence. Momma in and out the crib, Whitley sleeping on some part of my body...in silence. Book in hand (Friends&Lovers by Eric Jerome Dickey) bedside lamp on, in silence...chilling...and thinking...in silence.

bad combination.

I thought about Him and my feelings for Him, which wasn't hard to do seeing that He had been on my mind all week-end...