Today, I just want to have one breathing moment of powerful, lovely, happiness in one place. I am in the need of beauty. Beautiful words, beautiful images, beautiful ideas.
Joy is its own kind of rebellion. – Chuck Wendig
“You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I’ll rise.”
– Maya Angelou
Anne Lamott, in her book Bird by Bird, suggests one write
about school lunches.
There is a whole chapter on it. The ins and outs of her reasons behind writing about school lunches and then her examples of what she herself wrote of her own school lunches. Strangely, this all put me in the mood to write about, you guessed it, school lunches.