sunflower unfurling



Written in the Portland airport.

Who would I be if:

  • I weren’t trying to be polite?
  • I weren’t trying to please?
  • I weren’t afraid?

Every time I peel away a layer, a reaction, an assumption, I find that there are still more stories to unpack. To quote the Indigo Girls, “there’s a thin line between pleasing yourself and pleasing someone else.”