Atlanta and Real Talk

Here I am Atlanta! I arrived late last night. It was tricky, but I was able to locate my Lyft driver, he was a sweetheart and patiently waited while I walk a complete circle around construction to get to him. The hotel is AWESOME! If I wasn’t so dang tired, I would have gotten pics of my room before I cluttered it. After eating dinner, having a fridge delivered to the room for milk storage, I finally passed out around 1:30AM EST. I was so beat. I woke up at 9AM refreshed but a little sluggish BUT BUT BUT!!! My cold is feeling so much better! So yay! As a cup of coffee is $8 at my hotel, that’s before cream and sugar, I walked around the corner for Starbucks. There’s more constructions around it so I literally had to follow a cup of women who were walking in front of me who looked like they were after the same thing I was, and lucky would have it, I was right! They took a turn before I saw even a hint of coffee and I blindly followed them into the devils lair where they sell coffee and all it’s sweet sweet treats and breakfast sandwiches, STARBUCKS!☕️🍪😋

That just goes to show that sterotyping can work for your benefit every now and then. LOL

Speaking of Sterotypes, I want to open up and talk real with you all. In light of a LOT of bad stuff going on in the world regarding color, I’ve found myself even more cautious about what I say. I actually think to myself, would I say that to someone who was white? Could that be construed in a racist manner. I started to think, wow, have I been a racist all this time? But then I realized, that no, I’m being a responsible part of my society. If I wouldn’t dare say something to a white person, then why would I say it to someone who was of color. And vice versa, come to think of it! Now, I honestly don’t have an example for you, because, well, I guess I’m doing better than I thought. But you know, I don’t think that will stop me. Like I don’t want to ask or say something that is inappropriate simply because I THINK I’m not racist. I want to NOT BE racist. Even if it’s subconsciously. Does this all make sense? It’s so easy for people to be influenced on a subconsious level, that some things become just NORMAL, when it shouldn’t be. Take the whole “locker room” talk. People tried to justify the whole trash talking a woman, no matter who is doing the talking, and say that’s just how boys are. That may be true, but that’s not how boys/men SHOULD BE! As a society, even strangers on the street, have to take responsibility for one another. If you hear someone calling a woman a bad word, maybe give another suggestion. No woman likes to be called “cunt.” Call us a bitch, crazy, dirty, annoying, anything but the C word. 🙅‍♀️

Guys, think of the C word as one of those words you never say. Like the N word. I hear it, even from men and women of color and I think, how could you be ok with calling yourself or that person you’re referring too, in such a derogatory way? If a word could burn in hell for just it’s meaning, the N word would be it. Though I am NOT of color, so I brush it off as something I just don’t understand. It’s not my culture, not my history. I’m sure my ancestors were on the opposite end of that part of history. I don’t even have to look at my genealogy to assume that my great great something or other probably owned slaves. It’s sad, but probably true. 😞

Alright, enough of the heavy stuff. I am going to eat my breakfast/lunch and sip my coffee as I check Twitter before collecting my Screencraft Writers Summit badge about a mile away. I just started a new race with Yes.fit app. My sister, bro-in-law and mother all do the same race together. It’s perfect timing since I will be doing a lot of walking this weekend. I just hope I don’t kill my hip, it hates walking. 🙄