Tears of sorrow, joyfully trace soothing rivers upon my cheeks. They are ancient memories, like glaciers melting that set the past free.
In the wee hours of the morning as the heavy fog sets auroras alogow, I alight into the mist…I must dance in the haze.
Amaze me, every days and all of the nights, set sights higher and envision peace amidst the screaming collision of worldy chaos.
Adiós my friend, I love you.
Yesterday was the first day of a funded two day media training workshop I applied to attend. It was intense but I enjoyed that I’ve become fluid and adept in an interview situation, even in front of a camera. Today I’ll pitch my PhD research to a panel of journalists. I already know it’s newsworthyness.
My PhD is filled with so much anguish, negative experience, abuse, trauma healing and beautiful love. It’s so me.
I’m about to let my research fly beyond gender binaries and barriers to good knowledge about sexual identity.
Adiós my friend. I love you.