The life and times of an (almost!) carefree black girl
The thief of progress is the inability to convert. There is no feeling better than that of the euphoria and excitement that comes with an idea or an epiphany - all the pieces fall into place and you feel like you know who you are meant to be in the world. It's the next step... Continue Reading →
I'm a passionate person. I care deeply about the world we live in and what happens within it. However, I often find that my passion doesn't have a purpose. I'll watch news stories about unarmed black men being shot in their own home, or the famine in Yemen and my heart will physically ache. I... Continue Reading →
