9: 48am, just a guess.
I don’t know whether to make a cup of tea before I write
this or not…just leave it.
I’ve been thinking about yesterday’s May myself and I prompt
Black + White. My other idea, which I only thought of as I was traveling to
class, was….um I don’t know what the word is (that’s going to be on my mind).
It’s people’s thinking, like a lot of people think in Black or White. You’re
either this or that and anything in between is alien. You’re either gay or you’re
straight. You’re either breaking your back or you’re doing nothing (guess what
that is about). Personally, I think that’s one of the route things that are
wrong with the world. Not everyone fits into a box, I know I don’t.
I’m Black, tick.
I’m a woman, tick.
I’m a writer, tick.
I’m uniquely, extremely shy, where’s the box for that.
I think whilst they put a box for all the usual stuff, they
should think about putting a box for mark unique, or maybe I’ll just add it
myself.
12 minutes, see you when I see you.
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