The morning brought a new thought: Living in totality of existence.
I am a woman, dressed the part and packing the cohonies to wear my femininity. Unlike those living in fear of who they really are I have found freedom in living as the only person I know: myself.
Lets not assume others are “less than” because the truth is I once thought “I wasn’t good enough.”
This is a thought which used to come secondary to breathing. Today it is a ‘tape’, tossed into the waste basket then burned in a spiritual flame.
Yeah, I like descriptive words.
Rochelle Foulk 