Inside the mind of a kind of quirky, pretty stubborn, way too opinionated, twenty-something, heteroflexible Black female newly employed up-and-moved-to-DC Princeton GRADUATE who's just trying to sort out her life. An uninhibited celebration of all that is me, this blog is an exercise in self-discovery and live-with-your-heart-wide-open-ness. Though I make respect a habit, I will not always be politically correct, and I believe in the power of making audiences uncomfortable to inspire change.
Thursday, July 14, 2011
Small successes
I was waiting for the train, minding my own business, when I noticed my lips felt a little dry. So I fished in my new wristlet for my Blistex and noticed it was pretty low so I went to turn the dial on the bottom so more would come out...and it didn't move! It was all the way at the end of the tube! I successfully used an entire tube of chapstick! This NEVER happens. I always lose them or accidentally put them through the washing machine/dryer long before we approach this point. I threw the empty tube away and bought a new one when I got to campus. This feels like an accomplishment.
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