As with most Birthday months I felt many highs and many lows.
Something about feeling entitled to be a special someone on a day just like any other.
April rocked my being and I began to write again.
After going back and reading my latest posts I realized that I had become a robot
no real thoughts, no soulful words just a rundown of my outfit and what I did for the day.
That has never been my mission for Stiletto Beats and I hope to never lose myself amidst the millions of
young, beautiful girls posting their daily looks.
With that being said I discovered two poets, two phenomenal authors that inspired me to write again.
To pick up my dusty Italian journal and sit on a porch and just write...
Thank you Lang Leav & Christopher Poindexter.
I think I will begin to share my writings with the world.
They may not be perfect, I'm still learning how to not be dyslexic
but to me they are everything.