8:58am. Up and on my way to my writing meeting in Pasadena. I'm trusting that this day will go well. I don't have work today so I'll be able to come back and get the writing done I was supposed to days ago. Also gotta pack up because we are leaving here today. Off to get dressed. Hope your day goes well.
Love yourselves.
Black ass poems. Black ass stories. Black ass art. Black ass life. Black ass love. Black ass hate. Black ass parenting. Black ass depression. Black ass mania. And other stuff too.
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