my thoughts on whatever comes to me--including cravings for iyan and egusi soup--as i write.
a conversation with the dear friend who did this, reminds me of the beauty of leaping--the plunge-of-no-return based solely on honoring (what we believe is) our calling. i have made several such decisions in the last few years; each time, i am amazed at how doors open in ways i hadn't yet imagined. those for whom writing is purposeful understand this. here is to caring less about what others think, and doing more of what the soul wants.