Oh She's Trippin on Memory Lane

Oh sweet, sweet day off work. I feel that this may be one of the last days I will get to enjoy myself as me and not “Mommy”. I started the day with reading the newspaper and some academic articles and essays on the topic of race. I enjoyed a lovely bath and shave my legs for the first time in eons (shaving seem so trivial these days ha-ha).

I mozied out of the house to have lunch with myself. Oh, how I cherish peace and quite moments with myself! I then went to the coffee house for chai latte and some quiet reading time. Afterwards I took a walk around the neighborhood, enjoying the high temperatures (40 degrees!) and sunshine. Birds were chirping and the snow was morphing into water gushing into the drains; a glimpse of spring, what a gift!

Ah, these days of reminiscing. Most of my dreams and waking hours have been filled with vivid and emotional memories of my past. Every phase of my life is being replayed and moving through my head as of on a reel of film. I see myself in my messy childhood room with not a care in the world in regard to my matty, unkempt hair and wardrobe from Salvation Army. What mattered most was grooming my little pony and scheming ways of making my Barbie’s life more magical and fantastical...