Last night I stayed at a Five Star Resort. Okay, not really. But I took a hot bath last night and that is just as good as a Five Star for me. I had the intention of starting a new book but decided to flip through my favorite apps first. I stumbled upon this poetry reading by Lily Myers that really struck a cord with me. There is something about the rhythm and truth she is spitting that is tragically beautiful.
When you watched this it may have hit you on a personal and direct level envisioning your own parents. For me, I see the mom and dad more of our society as a whole. As a child you can fill the room with your innocence and excitement but as an aging woman you subliminally and sometimes directly pick up on your designated space and place.
I think it is time to bring the house down.