Buried and just generally annoyed by my over $100k of student debt, Trump’s sad attempt at the office of the President, being a Black woman in America, and other random shit that grinds my gears, I challenged myself on September the fourteenth, in the year of our lord, two-thousand and sixteen, to write. So now, I write. And I’m so humbled, because y’all read. And when y’all read, we’re heard. And because we’re heard, I have hope that the world can (slowly) become a better place for those of us who are over underrepresented but often overlooked. So, I say all that to say, thanks for stopping by.