I'll be 24 on the 23rd. Almost 25. Halfway to 50. I'm getting old.
I've never been a follower. Never really tried to be a leader either. I was always just me. The goofy girl who loved to write poems... play basketball... and sleep. But I've changed. Life moved on and I grew up. This ex tomboy who can't seem to master how to walk in heels still opts to wear jeans and screen tees (or spring tees as my bestie Ash likes to call them) became a woman. A woman that some people may no longer recognize. When I look in the mirror while brushing my teeth or attempting to style my now natural hair, I see someone new every single day.
I procrastinate often. Still too shy to speak in front of large crowds... but I long to be heard.
2010 has been quite a reflective year for me. I can't pinpoint what changed me, but I'm different. I feel like another me... if that makes sense.
I've never been arrested.
Never smoked a cigarette... cigar... weed/reefer/blunt/joint etc. (second hand highs don't count)
I have a high school diploma AND a bachelor's degree. Two parents who are still together. Happily married. A younger brother who looks up to me...
"They ask me bout pressure/They wanna see my pipe burst."--J.Cole
I lead by example.
I don't watch the news. I read it. I've realized that I can't fix all that's broken... and this world is mighty torn. I step over the fragments to find my way. I'm almost there.
I have a strong desire to inspire.
It doesn't matter how old I am.
My age won't kill the thrill.
*Music is Life... Poetry is Love*