Last evening, I had the privilege of attending a spoken word open mic and slam in my city. It had been such a long time since I had been able to attend. I got to see old friends and new ones. When I am there, among poets, I feel so sane. It's the only way to explain it. Being around those who have no pretensions , only a passion for the art, is so peaceful. I always get so inspired when I go. My desire to write is always stirred and I return home with a renewed sense of purpose. Everyone needs something like that in their life I think. Sometimes we don't get to do what we absolutely love as a career so we must seek that sense of purpose elsewhere. What's your passion? What keeps you sane? I write and dream of being able to see myself as a writer one day. Baby steps.
Smooches and Deuces
