liberating

jacket + necklace: zara, dress: free people, tights: hue, sunglasses: h&m

While setting up my camera for these photos, some guy crossed my path and decided to stop near me. As he started smoking, I internally groaned since I hate the ashy smell of cigarette smoke. But much to my chagrin, it wasn't cigarette smoke. Since everyone knows that sharing is caring, he proceeded to ask me if I wanted to "finish off" his blunt. No thanks, bitch. Blech. If I wanted something your thumb touched, I'd eat the inside of your ear.

The title of this post is inspired by the message delivered by a poem I read in class today. 

Your World

By: Georgia Douglas Johnson

Your world is as big as you make it 

I know, for I used to abide 

In the narrowest nest in a corner

 My wings pressing close to my side 

But I sighted the distant horizon 

Where the sky-line encircled the sea 

And I throbbed with a burning desire 

To travel this immensity. 

I battered the cordons around me 

And cradled my wings on the breeze 

Then soared to the uttermost reaches 

with rapture, with power, with ease!