I think I write because this blog, the pen and paper of old, my countless incomplete notebooks are captive audiences. They are the only spaces where my story matters. They are the only spaces where I am safe to share my story without judgement. They are spaces I created where my Black American humanity matters.
If I can tell you anything, please let me say that you must create a space to enjoy your Black American humanity and you must create a space for unadulterated joy. Life is short. Create the space.