Tuesday reminds me that there is so much more deception than we're able to consume and deflect, and yet, even in knowing that, we still hide(from) the truth.
Why is that? Are we more afraid of loosing our place in line, than our piece of mind?
Or are we just so beyond caring about reality, that we're willingly leaving a world of inequality and injustice to our children, as if it's a gift they'll cherish?
Not that I'm perfect, far from it.
Nor am I even seeking perfection.
Today, I'll settle for a hug and a little honesty.
For now I know how it feels to be a woman.
And I don't mean that as anything other than the obvious clue(!).
And I don't mean that as anything other than the obvious clue(!).
My Sisters, I apologize!
My brothers, be glad I'm not young enough to come over there..