Just thinking about 2007 now that we’re ten years on from it. I’m moderately more of an adult now than I was then, but I miss a little bit of my carefree shenanigans and not feeling weighed down by everything. I don’t even know if I’d really recognize myself from then, but it’s nice to flip through my online photo albums and realize what a difference a decade makes.
With everything going on in our country, I turn to music now as I have in the past to help work out and work through the pain and hurt. To try to heal in the face of a society that still isn’t whole and has resisted being so since long before I was born. A Facebook friend put together a mix of tunes that helps. #BlackLivesMatter
On August 21, 1939, five citizens of the city walked into library and sat at one of its reading tables. Though surrounded by the wisdom of the ages, they were denied access to the thoughts on the shelves around them for a reason as implausible as the color of their skin. For merely being in the room, they were arrested.