Here's a challenge.......hold your breath and count to three.....1.....2.....3, and take a moment to look out the window with me, tell me what you see! Do you see a world full of hope and ambition, as the people walk daily trying to envision themselves in a world where we didn't have to work. Yep I said it NO WORK, Don't act like you don't think it every moment your there, pleading with the clock to just let you go, bearing all that you can to just get a glimpse of daylight right before you go home. I must confess that my widow means a bit more, it symbolizes opportunity, blessing with no room to store, it symbolizes freedom, like a set of wings on a caged bird, it ceases all doubt and past words that I've heard. It caresses my hand and tells me that I'm fine, accompanied by HIS DEATH, The HOLY SPIRIT is now mine. The window tells me that when one door closes a window flys open, and despite what my physical eyes are seeing I have to keep hoping, Hoping for more, Hoping for life, and Hoping for inspiration, to be a generational influence for the next generation.

My look for the day is all black everything, my leather jacket is vintage, my chiffon pants are from Alice+Olivia, my blouse is from Ross.