TWENTYPLUSTOU

Call me Faat Kine. Better yet, Kine is just fine. Can't you see the feeling of learning another language? I feel the empowerment. I see myself in Senegal. Blues, all I see is blues. You are so wise, boy. I can feel the Senegalese air on me. The sound of prayers kept me at peace. Oh, they made me so happy. So happy that I wanted to cry, boy. Even my pen is blue. These flowing words just made me chuckle and I'm still laughing.

Each day offers me a new lesson. Today, I recognized that I can taste words and I learned that one should never ever remain silent for fear of complexity. Through recognition of of my flaws, I try to identify when I make someone else feel bad. I really never thought about some of the words that I say to others and how powerful of a toll these words can take on them. I used to be so entranced in films like The Secret that focused on how we speak things into the universe but