For Igbo and French lessons this week. — Today as I was waiting on the bus near the grocery store — I went to the YMCA to work on dance stuff. As I sat down on the bench, I saw a boy I worked with driving. I don’t know if they averted eyes or were just looking down…

They resonate with me — Dr. Florence Onwusi and two students who will remain anonymous. Onward. — For about an hour or two during the day, I feel at a medium place. The rest of the day I feel down. “What happened?” This little boy I work with, well, 21, not “little” but little, you know. Well he asked me this when we were talking. …

Let us break free of these chains today. And hopefully, find good still within it… — I will write and then delete and then write and delete. It’s crazy that nothing really gets me. There’s something to write about but I think maybe I want to run it by someone first. So it won’t be my introduction anymore. Boo. !!!!!!!!!! So right now it’s just going…

While reconnecting with ‘undergraduate’ resonance. — I still don’t have the ability to say more than nothing. Only blogging here. Quickly. And I deleted what I’d written this morning. It was about Pace Academy, a school, private school in Atlanta. It was difficult because I didn’t fit. There is a White girl from my baby young…

Eleanor Traylor, PhD and Dana Williams, PhD. Both scholars. — It is silly to keep writing this when so much is in disarray. But this helps me to move forward. Whether this is deleted or not. Even though in the future I think deleting some of these posts might be needed. …

Sharing the next thing to write about in the midst of chaos. — Today was a hard day at the Service Desk. I was asked to stay later for a reason that is too complicated to explain here. And that annoyed me because it didn’t seem right. I stayed half an hour later and while I’m in this job, it’s fine to plan…

I think this is racism right? It stings 10 years later. 8 minutes. If you have the time, read at your own risk…reward…whatever. — I’m on my break now. And I applied to a few jobs this morning. I bring my laptop with me — actually, the laptop of the people I rent from. They are letting me borrow it until I can get my laptop out of the shop. It’s depressing because I’m…

An e-prayer. — A surrender I say Going back to the past To stand Take away the shame To speak it At least You can record What is What was Order my steps in your word Never forget The story It is what you have And may it be released Like the barnacle Weighted anchor On your life That…

Black ones…ETA May 29, 2022. 8:10pm. — I didn’t feel comfortable with this introduction before. So I am changing it. And then resubmitting. I don’t want to bring characters in my personal life and struggles I face to this page right now. It doesn’t feel kosher. So I’m not going to do it. This will be two…