I would go back to the day when I was supposed to go to the ceremony at this rococo cathedral in the Village in New York City, to receive my formal certificate of fellowship from N.Y.U. I didn't go because things were stressful in the family at the time and I regret to this day not going for myself. I should have at least honored myself for all the hard work and sacrifice I did to reach that honor of being recognized as being in the top ten percent of the graduating class. That is the one day that I wish I could do over.
My blog is self-named. Why? Because I still don’t know what my blog will be about other than me. For now, I’m content honing my voice and exploring how intimate I can be with my anonymous audience. I am really enjoying the daily post, I still find it to be challenging and I look forward to my nightly ritual of writing before going to bed. I also wonder what people think when they read little pieces of me and it propels me to write more. I know that I won’t be stopping this exercise anytime soon and I hope that more and more people will come along for the ride.