Writing 101: A Story In A Single Image

unsplash_5263607dd1bfc_1Let’s get away just me and you.
We’ll see all the things we’ve ever wanted to see and do all the things we’ve ever wanted to do.
Let’s live blissfully unattached, committed to no ones clock and bound by no ones dollar.
We’ll take pictures that we won’t post, and have thoughts that we won’t tweet.
We’ll see the sunrise in the mountains and the sunset in the desert.
Spend our winters by the beach and our summers by the bay.
If a life is a journey then let’s begin it.
Just forget the world and what they’re trying to sell us, they’ll bleed our pockets and our souls dry.

The Dreamer

I am the dreamer, in my world there is always hope, there is always beauty, there is always happiness. I need someone who believes in me and my dreams, if you want me you can’t be too practical. You have to see the beauty that is the world around us. I realize that there is ugliness in the world too, trust me I do. I have seen it and experienced it, but I refuse to focus on it. My soul won’t stop hoping. I admit from time to time when I am overwhelmed I flee into a void of hatred of all things. But deep down I still hope. I hope so much it hurts. So laugh at me, write me off as naive, that’s okay I’ve heard it before. But while you waste away in your “practical” existence, I will be the one actually livingdreamer

Girl, Alternative

Picture it, a high school classroom in 2007, there’s a girl sitting near the back of the class ear buds in her ears and nose deep in a book. Now picture another girl sitting next to the first girl reaching over and pulling out one of her ear buds.

“What are you listening to?” she asks. The ear bud is not even completely in her hear before she pulls it away. With a very shocked and confused look on her face she stares at the girl.

“What is that?” she she says.

She wasn’t expecting the heavy guitar riffs she’d heard coming out the ear bud.

The girl snatches her ear bud back and says.”A rock band I like.”

She continues to stare with that surprised look.  

You might wonder why was she looking at the girl with such surprise? Well the girl listening to the music was black and so was the other girl. Some of you might say so what she’s black and she listens to rock music? Well I’m hear to tell you that blacks listening to rock isn’t really a common thing. I still hear things like “That’s white people music.” or “Do you think your white?” Just because a majority of rock music are white artists doesn’t mean I shouldn’t listen to it. And that doesn’t make it a “white music”music is universal, it’s for everybody. I love all kinds of music, and I do mean all kinds. From country to techno and everything in between. Growing up it seemed I never fit into the box of the typical black female. I wasn’t listening to the music they were listening too, going to see the movies they were seeing, or even dressing like they were. While they were out partying I was in the house watching old black and white movies on TCM. I shared that story to say that society is always going to try to put you into a box. Okay you’re a black female of a certain age that means you should like hip hop and acrylic nails. Or you’re a white male from the south you should be interested in country music and hunting. But we are more than the stereotypes that the world pushes on us. I will never be what the world expects me to be, and I’m okay with that. It took me awhile to get to there, but I can really say I love being me.

Just for fun here is the actual song I was listening to when that girl pulled that ear bud from my ear.


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