what a wonderful & long & lazy weekend....
what a wonderful & hectic morning back at work....
what a wonderful & overcast day outside my window....
what a wonderful & not-the-best breakfast i had....
what a wonderful & filling dinner i had last night.....
what a wonderful & generous way God woke me up this morning....
what a wonderful & ironic way that all life is wonderful...
what a wonderful & beautiful way to express my thanks to Him...
what a wonderful way to be.
just me...
but wonderfully.

Have a wonderful day!

it's better to have loved AND lost,
than never to have loved at all....
or is it?
it's a type of human condition to want love -
HOW we want it -
for as LONG as we want it,
and with WHOM we want it.
*sigh*
it saddens me when we turn our chase for "real love"
into an abusive affair with our own souls.
real love has so many manifestations...
so many unique ways we end up answering love's call.
as naturally nurturing as we women are -
why not find ways to capitalize on them all?
when we go about it that way -
our lives become truly what we make them.

All cars may run on da same fuels
but they sure ain't BUILT the same.
when ANY type of love ain't right AFTER u done gave it ur best -
honestly, sincerely & FAITHFULLY - 
cut it loose & move on!
life is too short to be forever hanging on.


and for those of u who REALLY believe that ya life is gonna end over ONE MUAFUKKA- then may God be with U...and uS all.

"you [love] me....especially
different..." {Jill Scott}


I smile...smile...smile...
so much when I'm with you....
talking shyt...meaning it...
and pushing it...
but still holding each other close.
It's nothing like most
of the experiences I've had....
and it's sad how it's taken so long
to have a friend-love-ship
blossom this life into my song.
I want to package & mass-produce it
as the new hype: 
Hope! 
meant only to be passed along...
"and on and on...and on and on..."


Melodious tunes...
rhythm and flow...
re-affirming my femininity, 
harmonizing it with my soul...
making them both stronger,
while allowing them freedom to grow.
From the highest peaks of my intellect
to the most ignorant of my lows:
this smile is my chorus.
For God.
For Life.
For Love.
For Us.