the birth of daze and tomorrows unfolding window

I started this blog to chronicle not only my life, but my personal feelings. Early posts indicate my affinity for the pursuance of a dream. No one ever really dies. She was/ is smart. The kinda smart that is able to change the world around her... And in the face I found so tender, I began my quest for Zelda. I got the idea that she, like many bloomers, wasn't always celebrated for her looks - ravishing dark skin and natural hair. Her look has grown on the world. And in step with the cosmopolitan, she was seen in gorgeous locks and later in a short curly do. Yes, her flavors always spoke to me. And I smile a little as I reminisce.

Life got tough and all I know is that she adapted. That same spirit of internal competition and intelligence garnered her much success at an early age and I have no proof - or doubt - that she is still at the leading edge of the curve. She was quiet (at times) and a visionary, I admired her stylistic details. That same drive may have contributed to the downfall of our encounter.

My readers, that encounter forever changed me and though I have moved on with my life, I allow my honest self to never forget the world series that wasn't.


Perhaps liking someone to her core scared her. My sister expressed similar sentiments over a guy she "could no longer pursue." And at the core of it was his ability to alter her consciousness. To get to her. And this frightened her to def. She described him as terrible...

Well, some five years later - I feel compelled to read from an archived chapter. For a day. I really don't know, but hear glimpses of the story in Janelle Monae's Archandroid. And there is danger in my eyes, for I have to go myself and find the other side of being 'Locked Inside." The greatest gift I've received is hearing my story unfold in music. I will continue to listen and accept the captivation before me as God's confirmation of LOVE.

So much going on with school and a new special genius has found her way to my rescue. And I pray for her. She is more deserving of happiness than many I've known. I do not pity her - I'm amazed! She is worthy of exploration - which I could see taking a lifetime...

Just in time to see a bulbous purple cloud in the distance from my balcony float amongst the whispy (possible cirrus) tide in the sky... and for a moment to look into my past and walk into my future.

Sitting Tall (Studying Hard)

i had an encounter with my future today!

i was in office max making copies of the brachial plexus and was questioned about the illustration by a customer

I told him I was in PT school.

the older East Indian looking man inquired about my studies seeking advise about some discomfort he was having in the back of his legs/thigh region.

even though my education is in its early phase I was called upon by the community to assist in helping out. i offered my free consultation which included asking about the chair he usually sits in at home before feeling discomfort... I questioned him about the seat's depth, specifically b/c he has having soreness in the back of his thigh. lo and behold, he confirmed that when sitting near the back of the chair, he felt discomfort, but when he sat at the end of the chair he felt fine. he also said he sleeps in the chair (at the back of the chair) and feels discomfort when he wakes up.

interestingly, I learned about such discomfort when fitting patients for wheel chairs...
how interesting that I was tested in a real life situation and was able to use my limited knowledge to potentially confirm some symptoms and or causation!

I've got a while...and a long green mile to go, but I'm on my way!

2points for learning!