You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may tread me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I’ll rise.
Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
‘Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.
Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I’ll rise.
Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
Weakened by my soulful cries.
Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don’t you take it awful hard
‘Cause I laugh like I’ve got gold mines
Diggin’ in my own back yard.
You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I’ll rise.
Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I’ve got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?
Out of the huts of history’s shame
Up from a past that’s rooted in pain
I’m a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
Into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
- “Still I Rise,” Maya Angelou
"Sometimes I think everyone is just pretending to be brave, and none of us really are. ”
"Happiness begins with you. Not with your relationship, your friends, or your job. But with you."
"If they miss you, they’ll call. If they want you, they’ll say it. If they care, they’ll show it. And if not, they aren’t worth your time."
Got motivated yesterday to get in the habit of keeping my house clean consistently. I’ve always been on and off with it, especially right now since I’m working 40 hours and taking 4 classes this semester. So, during the week my place gets more and more messy, I do marathon cleaning on my day off, and then build the mess again. I’ve tried flylady before, and some habits stuck from that, but I don’t have the time or the regular schedule to keep up with her system. It is built for people with normal 40 hours a week jobs and weekends. So, I’m trying ufyh.
These are before/during/after photos showing my bedroom, living room and kitchen. Which is pretty much my entire apartment, save for the bathroom. I washed (and put away!) 4 loads of laundry and washed my sheets, cleaned up the rubble from the week, and cooked/cleaned dinner. All told it took about 4 hours, broken into several 20/10’s and I took a dinner break. The after photos were taken the next day, the bags on the couch are because I was about to grab them on my way to work.
I also created an account on HabitRPG, which will hopefully motivate me to stay accountable and do little things daily. I’m starting small and will build up from there.
Sipping on homebrew and thinking about impermenance.
Amateur philosophy hours are now ending.
Some cards I wrote to my grandmother over the years….