About A Week Ago: being blue, singing in the rain, and rollin' with the punches

Week of July 17, 2017

As I set out to highlight the who behind the what on the social justice scene (podcast coming soon!), I find myself filling myself up even more than usual. And time couldn't be more perfect with this seemingly endless time I have to research, write, snap mini polaroids, and watch alllllll of the sci-fi and anime that Netflix has to offer. The most important word in the previous sentence is "seemingly". It's my truth right now, I'll own it. So as you read about my continual dive into the world of anime and my oneness with rain, think about what gives you energy to push "go" on life. 

Blue Exorcist

A merging of teenage-ness with themes of guilt, abandonment, and battling inner (literally) demons- I spent part of my week watching Blue Exorcist on Netflix. Since the swift first season of Castlevania I've been looking for something along those lines. Do understand that Castelevania and Blue Exorcist really have nothing in common except demons walking the Earth tryin' folks and a moody main character on a quest to defeat them. You can't blame me for trying. The show started out semi-dark (which I enjoyed), got lighter as it continued (le sigh), and then felt like a race to the end that you didn't agree to be a part of.  Because of the initial strong hook, I kept watching. This show can be interesting as long as you separate what it started out as from what it turned into...   It should also be noted that my favorite characters (Mephisto, Kuro, Shiro Fujimoto) are not the main carriers of the show...     What I'm saying is- watch at your own discretion. 

 Also, they changed theme songs in the middle of the season? Not cool. Not. Cool.

What stuck? A scene where a character's summoned protectors turn on her because they sense her mixed feels about the order she has given to help her friend.

Why? Be confident as you venture in the world lest your gifts be used against you. And also, don't be weird about helping friends! 

One-Punch Man

This show is "all powerful hero" done right. Whereas Superman doesn't get a second glance from me, One-Punch Man drew me in from the first episode. He's bored but he cares! One-Punch Man follows Saitama as he navigates life as a hero who can take out villains with - you guessed it- just one punch. Even with the premise the battles scenes are still interesting if only to view Saitama's boredom and be subjected to the chuckle worthy personalities of the villains, fellow heroes, and innocent bystanders. You won't want to look away, and you shouldn't, because - subtitles, nuances, and it's actually good... To the last drop too - pay attention to the credits (a la Marvel movies) because it's where you'll hear final words from defeated monsters or upcoming villains. And because the show's hero hate long monologues from friend and foe alike, this is the only chance they have to do it! 

In other words- tune in please. 

What stuck? The laughter

Why? Because I can't be refreshed to endure life's tougher moments without it


Send It On Down

"We need to feel your anointing, Let it fall fresh on me" 

I find beauty in being rain soaked. I cherish the liveliness of it on my skin, how pleasantly surrounded it makes me feel. But as my eye caught a homeless woman huddled underneath a cracked bus stop structure, I remembered what a privilege my stance on rain is. Because my other needs are met, I feel cinematic when it pours. This woman has no refuge to speak of. What is a natural occurrence becomes a chore. And in that same breath I can't speak for her. Maybe she loves the rain all the same as I do. I won't know but she does. I would have loved to ask but who am I? All I could muster was to ask the One Up Above to send her a word, a blessing, some warmth. 

Here's The Thing

Live your truth. Think you have nothing to offer? Lies. I just wrote a post about anime and rain.. and you read it. This blog, if you think about it, is random. But it's my lens and it works. And now I bid you farewell to enjoy your own week of your own truths. 


About A Week Ago: Castlevania, #NoIroning, and Civic Responsibility

Week of July 3, 2017

Ah, life has been life and I’m finally catching up on the small happenings during the week of July 3rd. There was rooftop laughter and Netflix binging  with the most eventful part of the week being a weird display of civic responsibility. Here goes:

We'll start On Wednesday because that's when things pick up. My world was positively shifted coming across this post by “The Skinny Confidential” on portable steamers: http://frame.bloglovin.com/?post=5740847409&blog=2799629&frame_type=none  It oddly never crossed my mind this being an option, I can’t unsee it, and I must have one now. If this seems like a weird item to put in a blog post that should ideally be about sci-fi and social justice... it is. But I'm random and need it to be understood how much this find matters to me. Ironing and I have never seen eye to eye- different missions, different morals.


On Saturday I dragged (not kidding) myself out of bed to be a responsible resident. I could write a coherent post about the Minneapolis DFL Convention but it wouldn’t do what occurred, and what I experienced, justice. So here are rambles taken on my phone during an incredibly long day:

  • Held at the convention center in downtown Minneapolis, I attended the Minneapolis DFL convention- the first of its kind that I've ever been to. I stood in what was called "the line of lines" to obtain my delegate badge. Truth be told I didn't want to be there that morning- I was tired, had quite a few things on my plate, and plenty on my mind. But I set out to do this so I'm doing this!
  • I've never had so many candidates want to cozy up to me. But as is typical, the post-election scene will show true colors. I don't want to hear your elevator speech or wear your stickers- I want to see what you'll do. The complacency, MN nice culture, and lack of thinking outside of the box also must be addresses if we're to remedy the ills in the "Land of 10,000 Lakes".
  • I need communication to happen (eyes person managing Facebook page who posted 9 hours before the convention that no outside food is allowed...) Remember- this is potentially a 14 hour day people have signed up for. Making it hard for people who can’t afford $8.00 hotdogs… You can do better. I know you can. You’re choosing not to. But thankfully rules are meant to broken and many didn’t.
  • The space felt wildly (I want you to know how many times I wrote "wildling"… where are you season 7 of GOT!?!) unorganized. You can't ask for "order in the auditorium" when you've done nothing in advance to support that requested order. Plus no wonder these things are expected to go on forever... the logistics aren't well planned out.
  • I settled into a seat in a section allegedly (because I was able to slip in) reserved media. And likely because I recognize that’s part of my life purpose. I weirdly felt much better about showing up for the convention. Yeah this is a cool process that leaves you feeling like there's some type of power you have in shaping one's community. But actually…
  • Discovering chargers on each chair in the auditorium chairs was a moment because it meant I wouldn't have to leave my spot to maintain the juice needed to document this day!
  • Lies only seats in the back of the auditorium have them. I sadly learned this after taking a seat in my ward/precinct section. Nearly two hours after I arrived (at 10am) we finally convened… People talked, I kind of cared. It’s really about what happens after- but I still listened. 
  • "I don't understand the minority report. If it's minority- why are we entertaining it"- said by a fellow delegate. And to that I say yikes! In a nutshell that's America. And that's definitely Minnesota. 
  • -Without Mark Dayton we'd look like Wisconsin" said by governor candidate Tim Walz. My response? Y'all coming close by being number 2 on the worst states for black people to live. Lovely scenery but the inclusivity this candidate spoke of is a lie. But anyway... 
  • I got desperate and bought caved to the hotdog/French fry combo for $8.50. I was ashamed and appalled (the food and the price, honestly mostly the food). Also, there is no Coca Cola. I don't trust places that only have Pepsi products. 
  • I usually call mayor candidate Jacob Frey by the name Walder Frey... and not because I know the inner depths of him/his politics. I just watch far too much Game of Thrones (the show & theory videos, it's a problem). Please note: I do not base my voting habits on weird associations to dark fantasy shows.
  • "We can't say we're the best park system in the country when we have so much left to do"- Brad Bourn of District 6 park board. 
  • One of the people running the meeting looks like Karl Lagerfield of Chanel. I can't unsee it.
  • "Those who wanted more time to unfreeze the floor can lynch us later"- JP Barone of the DFL. My row booed as did others. And there was an immediate calling out of his word choice. Barone's response? "Yes I apologize, I'm 61 so that was a term often used in my time,etc". I’d say I was appalled but that’s a lie... again, that's Minnesota.
  • The day started out with pretty packed house but so many have filtered out throughout the day. Those in my ward/precinct row are wondering whether we'll have enough people to endorse a candidate? Will there even be time? It's nearly 5:30pm


Captain Jack Sparrow had much more to say than I expected. 

I was much more interested listening to Raymond Dehn than I was of him on paper. 

I felt as though Al Flowers would be a better lead of an organization than mayor

Aswar Rahman could be a city investment consultant

A guy behind Tom Hoch looked like a young Matt Damon

Jacob Frey spoke a couple of sentences in Somali- he seemed more impressed with himself than the crowd was haha. 

You'll note that there is just one sentence per candidate. That's on purpose- go to their websites, do your outside research, talk to them, talk to others, and then make your judgement. 

  • Almost everyone wanted to mention police brutality and Philando Castile. Will tangible things come out of it? #KanyeShrug   Slogans over actual work seems to be a pillar of communities. 
  • Many of us struggled through a discussion on mosquito birth control and commercial pesticides- not because this isn't something that affects us directly/indirectly ... but because it's a complex issue that shouldn't be dealt with in this simple/antiquated convention style manner. 
  • Somebody vaped, another lost their card, someone couldn't find keys, wallets were casually misplaced, and a few started doing yoga (not kidding). People got testy and black pepper spicy. There are a few of things that happen when trapped in an auditorium all day. 
  • And at 21:02 I said byyyye. That's 9:02pm for those of you who don't like the 24hour clock. #ThanksFrenchClass So what came of it all? Check out the endorsements here and the #fail here. I'll leave a comment from the latter article for where I think we ought to go next: 

"It should be possible to accomplish all that in less than 11 hours. There could be shorter events with pre-defined schedules that are devoted exclusively to speeches and debates. Speeches and debates could be live-streamed and recorded for viewing later. If candidates take questions, viewers at home (or at viewing parties, if you want to be social but don't want to go to a convention center?) could send in their questions electronically. Those who want to gather in a large arena could still do so, for the "live" experience and to learn from side conversations. Butthere is no reason to require people to spend 11 hours to get access. For many people, 11 hours is cost-prohibitive."


On Sunday I ended the weekend binging on Netflix’s adaption of the video game Castlevania.  The Castlevania universe is new to me. So depending on who you are and where you stand you’ll have a different take on this adaptation. Pause to learn more then come back. (DO NOT GET LOST ON YOUTUBE) 

What to Know Before Watching Castlevania: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MwLJ4xHMNgU 

Castlevania Trailer: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z0kaYs8SbMs

Glad you’re back (many of you probably hours later… Because, YouTube). Moving along: I recommend taking a small chunk of your weekend to dive in. If you have a faint heart this may not be for you OR you can use it to build up your tolerance! I was slow getting into the first episode, then it picked up, held onto me, and at it’s height ended…  So be prepared that there are only 4 quick episodes. Get attached but don’t…? Idk, live your life people. Anywho, the ending credits left me seeking anime on Netflix and getting back into Naruto (a show I dabbled in a few times years ago while crashing on my cousin’s couch).

“For evil bastards to win power, all ordinary people have to do is stand aside and keep quiet. There’s always a choice.”- Trevor Belmont #WhenACartoonSumsUpThisCountryCalledAmerica



About A Week Ago: coloring, coalitions, and constructive criticism

Week of June 26, 2017

"Life is not colorful but coloring..." with that I jumped into another week donning a new lipstick combo (MAC's cherry lipliner with their studded kiss lipstick) and thinking through how to use life's crayons, colored pencils, and paints. 

Here's what went down this week: 

On Tuesday I attended Minnesota Comeback's quarterly meeting about education wins, misses, and resources. It's a group I came across early on while trying to find my footing in the Minneapolis social justice scene during fall of 2016.  While I'm not currently professionally a part of the education field, it's an area that's been close to my heart since I worked as a student outreach rep during my undergraduate years. Minnesota Comeback, through a "coalition of more than 80 schools, community leaders and funders", has set out to "increase access to great schools and close the opportunity gap for 30,000 Minneapolis kids."

Much of the meeting was focused on EdNavigator  that took a deep dive into how the tool is being used in New Orleans. Their priority is "helping you get the education you want for yourself and your family... by meeting 'with you at your workplace—or wherever is most convenient for you—to develop a customized educational plan." Parents working in certain sectors (especially service and hospitality) often don't have the means or time to take off work to tend to educational goals. EdNavigator sets out to do so. Here are some thoughts on what was presented: 

1. And beginning with the completely unrelated... when you believe you're about to eat baklava but it turns out it's spanakopita instead.. it's heartbreaking. This is no one's fault but my own. 

2. I really need to get to New Orleans- not just for the scenery but to understand the cultural past and present. There is a sprinkling of people native to New Orleans residing in Minneapolis and I'm interested to learn more of why. Yes, it's only a sprinkling but this data nerd loves the outliers. 

3. EdNavigator got  private sector companies to move faster than the public sector and non-profits. I'd find this point surprising if I hadn't worked for so long in the non-profit field.  While I love the field with socially good missions and potential, I've often found that the people leading them don't have the best intentions and act that out. Friends have been fascinated by the mistreatment, prejudices, and savior mentality to be found in the ranks of social justice advocates. But humans are humans and you'll find that behavior many a place- I just tried to run away from it after college by choosing a sector I thought would have less of it. 

4. The crowd spent time reviewing report cards sent to families- and if a crowd steeped in Ed practices can't decipher... then yikes. But there's a slight purpose to it- schools (whether because of money or status or ill intention) make data hard to break down or obtain. It was highlight after this report card review that Minnesota Comeback struggled to get data from schools to create their Minneapolis School Finder booklet.

5. The meeting adjourned with this great quote from Al Fan, leader of the coalition: "We know this is a great state but we don't think outside the box a lot." There are so many layers to this comment's truthfulness. Minnesota has so much potential but wastes it on a "niceness" that turns into something else and prejudices (MN's #2 on the worst places for black people to live). We're beat out by Wisconsin for the #1 spot on that list (per the usual, this feels like collegiate and professional football). I want better for this state, for its future- to get there we need reconciliation that goes deeper than policies, meetings, and initiatives. The culture has to be addressed. Without I really don't see how we can move forward.

On Thursday at New Rules on Lowry in North Mpls, I entered a packed venue and tuned my ears to organization mismanagement, aggression to those seeking accountability from leaders, and the casualizing of sexual misconduct. We're having to fight for ourselves while we fight for ourselves. I recognized early on into this meeting that the information I was receiving was fresh to me but old news to most in the room. And not in that I was simply out of the loop- the information divulged had been known (and ignored) for months or years depending on when they entered the narrative. That alone helped to bring understanding to a city I set out to re-explore 9 months ago. And with that knowledge I won't repeat what others have done in their silence (a form of being complicit). I took many notes but in my newness will leave this response from Black Liberation Project (who was there in the beginning and continues to do the work) that highlights the timeline and complexities of what has been taking place. Click here

The layers of sexism, colorism, classism, fear, and silence discussed in this space helped me to unpack my own journey as an advocate and my recent run-in being treated poorly by an older, male organizer who sees constructive criticism as a challenge to be dealt with using a loud voice and dicey words.

On Friday I came across an artists honoring of a fallen, young woman. I've been avoiding (and I'm sorry) this story on the death of Nabra Hassanen at the hands of 'isms because it hurts, it haunts, and I've dreamt about it. But here are better words from a Twin Cities artist on Nabra Hassanen: Click here

I spent much of Saturday and Sunday diving into children's movies and coming out the other side thankful for the lessons to be found and the energy it gave me. Moana, Mulan Part 2, and El Dorado- I'm looking at you! (And while Part II to Atlantis is on that list of recently watched films I'm pretending that movie didn't happen, the 1st was much better). And in the words of a dear friend: "Kids movies I think are catered a lot more to adults. There are a lot of jokes that go right over their heads, also a lot of kid jokes that we don't get. I like the mix." I wholeheartedly agree. 



About A Week Ago: star trek, de la soul, and counsel

Week of June 19, 2017

I kicked off this week with a trip to Rise Bagel in Minneapolis' Warehouse District (North Loop for the newbies). This part of town has a NYC meat packing District look to it but with quite a different feel. Scallion cream cheese. You don't know how many awkward conversations I've had asking for scallion cream cheese at other places and hearing "but we have veggie cream cheese"... Naturally I'll keep returning to Rise Bagel because you can't beat a good bagel/cream cheese combo and nice people as the sun rises in the morning. 

The middle of the week reunited me with Hibachi Daruma at Marquette and 6th. Please don't skip their purple truck (I hear there's a blue one too)! Managing not to fall asleep after that yummy meal, I took a meeting for a branch of a national org that is looking to (and needs to) get off the ground. This will be the 2nd org that I believe can be kicked off stronger in the Twin Cities. Being scrappy, creative, and resilient is what I love about start-up style activities. This is the day I also learned that in-person meetings I'd been having that felt like they could phone calls was a cultural thing in Minnesota... ? 

The week ended with a flurry of oddly snapped photos, video checklists, and waiting patiently for political candidate's phone call that never came. By Sunday I was ready for Monday following an intro meeting that had good vibes, potential, and a needed shift. I was ready to move forward putting things in motion (and I also happen to actually enjoy Monday's!). 

You've made it to the end of this article and likely wondering what the title has to do with anything... Well, it's everything. It's how this digital space came to be and what's carrying me through a recent round of uncertainty and heartache. I'm "exploring strange, new worlds" to A Roller Skating Jam Named Saturdays, documenting life as it unfolds before me to Me, Myself, and I, and being mindful to seek counsel from Him. 



About A Week Ago: silky-ish vest, Spanish first, and shooting practice

Week of June 12, 2017

Needing to get back to non-curated thrift stores, I kicked off the week with a trip to Saver's in South Minneapolis. Nostalgia galore. This is where I learned how to hunt (and be patient for) awesome finds. Little money growing up is what led me into Saver's doors, the love of a unique find kept me coming back. The trip was almost unsuccessful until I spotted a long, silky, cream vest. I've already married it off to a pair of silky-ish, cream high waisted trousers and a baby blue beret (neither of which I own).  Cool finds aside, this is a part of town that I need to re-explore. There's an old/new mix occurring on this part of Lake Street that needs more attention and context. 

Tuesday and Wednesday were a muddled mix of little sleep, many iced lattes, and reminders of the extreme lack of diversity in firms focused on design, marketing, and/or PR. While Minnesota is a mostly white place, I was still intrigued that rarely was there a person of melanin to be found on a staff list. With the recent campaign failures of major brands, firms ought to be more intentional about who is at their table. But for many of them it doesn't matter until it matters. 

Thursday saw me spending my evening at a general meeting for ISAIAH, a MN based organization on a mission to help communities effectively live out their faith in biblical justice and the common good. Spanish first. English second. Being in an event where you are the one needing the translation is important. I find myself listening to the language not native to me more than the translation that is meant for my ears. But back on topic- ISAIAH has a wealth of action items and events coming up that you'll catch here in my "about a week ago's". The push to plug in and be active is what's kept me volunteering with the organization. The coming weeks will see me in more offices, at the state capitol, and helping to rally the people. Because remember- we are the people.

Friday ended and Saturday began with me not able to find the words to describe the poor decision making that happened in MN regarding the not guilty verdict. So, I'll leave part of the ISAIAH Statement on the Not Guilty Verdict in the Homicide of Philando Castile here:


"The officer who killed Philando Castile was found not guilty on all counts. This is not justice. This is the reinforcement of a story that says, black people are to be feared and the perception of them as a threat will always supersede God’s will for life.

We are angry, devastated, frustrated, and hurt, but not surprised. We know that the laborious work of transforming hearts, minds and mentalities to reject racism and anti-blackness will not happen overnight. We have so much work to do. This trial is much larger than Officer Jeronimo Yanez or the many other homicide by police cases across the country. These events are about us.

This is about our complicity in a society that either encourages or tolerates a narrative about who is fully human and who isn’t. Who deserves and who doesn’t. We should all be wrestling with our own prejudices and biases that contribute to the demonic belief that fear of and violence toward black people is justified. This belief takes lives and makes justice an impossibility.

But let justice roll on like a river, righteousness like a never-failing stream! Amos 5:24"


We are of the Creator. We are also targets. Shooting practice. I'm exhausted. It's the type that has kept me away from social media with the only news I learn of being from a group chat of 3 close friends. It's also the type of exhaustion that leaves me split with Dr. Manhattan style thoughts and prayers to God. 



About A Week Ago: climate change, white walkers, & county commissioners

Week of June 5, 2017

On a blue-skied weekday afternoon, while reading on a rooftop, I was burned into oblivion. A background on my relationship with the Minnesota sun: it usually reflects off of me- never tinting my already tinted skin. But within an hour I had received additional shades and a peeling I'd only heard about but never knew/seen firsthand. I laughed about it with friends "that's that young global warming" while also being unsettled. Then as life does the distractions marched right on in with puffed chests... Many ellipses later I was nudged by a Vice News episode on climate denial as I attempted to binge on the fashion side of YouTube. Catching the hint I've begun looking into what the Twin Cities is doing to be climate friendly and green with particular interest in how those not typically at the table are being engaged. Talked about futuristically, climate change is coming and already here - much like the white walkers. We can hang on to these iron thrones but it won't matter when we're burned or drowned into nonexistence.

Following a sleepless night, I pulled a multicolored blazer over a sparkly shirt and headed down to the government plaza for a meeting with Hennepin County's District 2 commissioner- Linda Higgins. Sometimes I question my version of meeting attire but was greeted with compliments upon entering the office. So I'll maintain my strong stance on wearing what makes you feel good and a #SparklesForDaytime advocate (a true movement to me). Anywho, I'm a pretty good judge of vibe with people and Commissioner Higgins + team gave off a good one. In a world that loves meetings it good to come across folk who are adamant about implementation. Higgins was professional while also being candid and welcoming. I left the meeting with resources that I'll list at the end of this blurb, a push to think about holding office, and an ask to attend their open meetings. Between this meeting and the time spent with Commissioner Marion Greene a couple of weeks ago this could be the start of something productive. What that will look like I can't yet say... but at the very least it's a human link between the community and the decision makers. A human link that's in and about the community. 

While I only had a coca-cola, I finally made it to Sammy's on West Broadway 9 months in to my return to Minneapolis. It definitely has a "where everybody knows your name" type of vibe- a perfect setting to have an informal meeting about lifting up our Minneapolis community and life with melanin. It was the 2nd meeting this week where I left feeling excited about what's to come. There is so much. There. Is. So. Much!


On This Particular Saturday

I opened my eyes on Saturday with the intent to attend 3 events in the Twin Cities. And while I only made it to 2, neither of which ended up being my thing, it was a lesson in still putting my fingertips to the keyboard regardless of the outcome. 

1. Keith Ellison's Resistance Summer Kick-Off Event:

Held in a room at the Convention Center in downtown Minneapolis, the idea of the gathering is to "turn the energy and passion of the resistance into victories at the ballot box." 

Who Was "At The Table"

Mostly white, mixture of which appeared to be in there 20s & 50s. I found this to be an interesting  age gap. I counted 11 people of color in the group of 50+ people. Of those POC only I am the only young one. 

Some Background

At one point, since the advertised 3:30pm start time was a lie, I put my headphones in and observed the room. Sure, I could chat but I'm getting more from standing back. There are many one-liners about renovations and the current heat wave occurring around me. Finally at 4:02pm (I'm being really exact here) Keith Ellison arrives joined by Peggy Flanagan, Fue Lee, Erin Maye Quade. Then there's an awkward moment when I realize that attending this event also means being a part of the clapping audience haha. I should have known since the event was called a live stream but there's something about me and the fine print... And obvious wording. 

What I Took Away: 

  • The resistance launch is happening across the U.S. Capstone celebration Labor Day weekend.
  • Erin May Quade is incredibly vivacious shed light on the hunger issues in Apple Valley (380% increase in childhood hunger since her time in the school system). She also shed light on the importance of people of color running for office and working as staffers.  
  • Peggy Flanagan has an incredible presence, pride in her Ojibwe heritage, and made me sit a little longer to hear what else would happen. As I made my 2nd attempt to leave Peggy uttered the sentence "Democrats are often too timid". So then I stayed just a bit longer because that's a comment I've been feeling for a while now. 
  • While events that get people excited or to strategize but I've been attending too many of them and not by choice. They're nice but my current journey requires more. 

If you're a Minnesotan (or just like to know things) visit these links to learn more about these elected officials: 

  • Keith Ellison: http://www.keithellison.org
  • Peggy Flanagan: http://peggyflanagan.org
  • Erin May Quade: http://erinforhouse.com
  • Fue Lee: http://www.fuelee.org


2. Neighborhood Bungalow and Art Market

After leaving the convention center I made my way to Washburn Fair Oaks park. Situated across from the Minneapolis Institute of Art (MIA), I came across a flyer earlier in the week advertising live music, art, and food. I came upon it, watched it for a moment, and then continued on after picking up a vibe that wasn't meant for me. I noted later that the lens I have from my time in New England and the Mid-Atlantic means that at times I'll expect life there to somehow also be here. 

Feeling like the day was a bit of a bust I waltzed into the arms of the nearest Starbucks.  Not letting my uninspired mood get the best of me I decided to practice the stop motion technique. It was everything I needed. The end.

No thrills. No frills. Just another day. But I learned some things.  



When You Don't Look Up

I had walked a path several times over the span of a week and the day these photographs were taken was the first time I had looked up. Driven by only one thing- to sit at the coffee shop on the other end of this plaza, I had missed such obvious ceiling decor. Blinded by what? A growing task list? To be quick at securing a spot near an outlet (ah, technology)? Who knows. But eyes not seeing was a good reminder to open them even when I think I've seen it all.