Contrasts
The weekend seems far away on a hectic and trying Wednesday afternoon. After some good news, a good deal, and good conversation with an old friend who’s stuck on a highway in Kansas City, it doesn’t seem so far away now on a Wednesday evening.
Life is contrast: intense heat and a summer rain, light and shadows, silence and song, dust and mountains. For every asshole you encounter, there’s a friend waiting to help.
The shit we endure socially and professionally we do so with honor and dignity, realizing that the generations that follow us won’t have to fight as hard. It’s up to us: women as nurturers; women as warriors. Life is contrast.
