Love Is Not a Marriage (…continued)

I wasn’t sure that I wanted marriage or children. Marriage was the aspiration of insecure women with little ambition. I was sophisticated, and metropolitan, and evolved (Whew! Lol, right?). More than that, I didn’t think someone black would ever love me, truly. I was weird and prude and unconventional. And not in the interesting way, … Continue reading Love Is Not a Marriage (…continued)

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On Loving Forest Whitaker & Revisiting SMART Goals

After Robin Williams there was Forest Whitaker. He seemed genuine, compassionate. No matter the role: hero, villain, or somewhere in between, I always wanted to trust him. I always wanted to trust in him. I'm not ashamed of my biases. There's only one genre I can commit to with my whole weight: sci-fi/fantasy. But for … Continue reading On Loving Forest Whitaker & Revisiting SMART Goals

Day 5, Week 23: The Big Short

I’ve never cared much about money. It’s why I majored in English. It’s why I served in Americorps for two years. It’s why I went to grad school three times. (More on that later.) I’ve been distrustful of those with greater access to critical resources. I’ve been resentful of nepotism that’s led to unequal distributions … Continue reading Day 5, Week 23: The Big Short