It may be a new day, but the years of absorbing and believing traditions laced with lies takes its toll on the mind and body. It is like ripping off a band aid. I sit wondering what next often and I sit reading to try to make sense of it all. Some days I wonder what is the point of having so many values that someone else has given me...How do I arrive ? How do I live the way I was created to be?
So I sit with the proverbial cross around my neck in hopes that all the past has a future meaning...
