It's 3.15 in the morning. A friend from Haiti is staying and after a weekend of Alcatraz, gypsy dancing, sushi, hot-tubs, thanksgiving, hikes and stand-up comics I am remembering all the work I have to do for this next week. Working huddled under a blanket on the floor of my room somehow strikes me as such a Sunday night post thanksgiving event. And it doesn't feel all that bad... lack of sleep heightens the senses.
posted by beckita @ Monday, November 29, 2010
"Change, personal and political does not come about in a day, nor a year. But it is the day to day decisions, the way in which we testify with our lives to those things in which we say we believe, that empower us. Your power is relative, but it is real. And if you do not learn to use it, it will be used, againist you and me and our children. Change did not begin with you and it will not end with you but what you do with your life is a vital part of that chain. The testimony of each of our daily lives is a vital missing remnant in the fabric of the future." - Audre Lorde
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