"I write, therefore I am."

So I connected my blog to my google profile and then it erased my description... I went back and found the cached version just so I could have it. I just didn't want to lose the wonderfulness that was my description. "I am smitten with esoteric wanderlust. I am plagued by an imagination that forces my hand to eke out pithy pontifications on parchment. I am hopeless, I am nothing, I am everything. I am brilliance, I am dumb apathy. I am evinced and cowering. I have surmounted challenges, effaced difficulties, thrived through struggles, and embraced victories. I do not know what my future holds, just that is rife with adventure, spontaneity, and happiness."

Langston Hughes had a number of thoughts on A Dream Deferred . I don't have answers to all of his questions, but I've finally arrived at what I feel is a suitable answer for me: A Dream Deferred is Not A Dream Defeated. It took me some time to wrap my fingers around that place of clarity and hold on for all I was worth. I'm still clutching kind of frantically. In those first moments, I felt like I was back in 2006, redefining everything about myself and my world. How was this possible? These plans... my entire life had been marching solidly in one direction for the last 18 months and then all of a sudden... just like that... snap of my fingers... and it's gone. The overwhelming reality mocked me, and everything fell away. How had I been so misled? How had I not seen this upfront? How could it spiral so far out of my grasp in just seconds? The sense of loss, overwhelming. The disappointment, crushing. The stark reality, just black. One of those moments you never ...