Naptural State

Ok... So I'm almost at my year mark. 2 months since I've made the BC. (Big chop). I'm happy. I feel liberated. I should never have gone back. Yet I conformed to the westernized standard of beauty. Ironically my own people were more critical than others. Any who.... I have relaxed free hair and I love it. I'll post pictures through out my hair journey. This should be interesting. The first time I did this back in 2003, I really didn't know what I was doing. Now with all the tutorials and chemical free products out there.... the possibilities are endless.

Deferred Dreams...

Today is the fist day in Black History Month. One of my favorite poems is by the great Langston Hughes. Someone once told me that nothing comes to a sleeper but a dream. I believe in dreams. However, I am old enough now to know that some dreams can come true but not without hard work and determination. So today's poem of the day will be "A Dream Deferred" by Langston Hughes

What Happens to a dream deferred?

Does it dry up like a raisin in the sun?

Or fester like a sore

And then run-

Does it stink like rotten meat?

Or crust and sugar over-

Like a syrupy sweet

Maybe it just sags

like a heavy load

Or does it explode?