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"A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step."
I had a realization that his life does not make nor revolve around mine. I think that’s why I was so stuck in a situation where I ultimately never mattered. And being stuck in that position was uncomfortable.
I just boarded my flight for Egypt. It’s strange because I’m not excited as I felt when I was going to Senegal. I also noticed that I wasn’t very excited while I was in Harlem. I’m starting to feel more like a world citizen.
You know what’s frustrating about being a woman and being Black? Everyone assumes that you can handle it all. Now granted, I know I can do anything that I put my mind to, but handling everything is another story.
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