Sometimes it is not easy to reconcile our morals with logic.
People say we are free. But in a world where artists have to rethink their work seven times over so as not to be cancelled, I am not that sure.
When I step somewhere I have not been to before, it feels like my lungs expand more than they normally would. My breath is so much deeper. With that inhale, excitement fills my bloodstream.
Thankfully, that is now changed and you can see people of all races sitting next to one another in random parts of the bus. We are all one-big-happy-family. Right? Wrong!
My grandfather died when I was 10 years old. It was expected of me to wear black as a sign of mourning whenever I could, which meant acquiring new wardrobe pieces that were more black than any other color. Now, I wonder if that was what triggered my liking of black clothing. The second part... Continue Reading →
Have you ever heard someone say: "That is not my job" and then walk away? I know I have. (...) Saying something is not for you to take care of is like Pilate washing his hands and declaring he had nothing to do with the decision to crucify Jesus.