Lately I have been craving a hotdog. Not just any hotdog, but a NYC street hotdog from one of those nomadic vendors on the corner. This (with my stomach) is like bungee jumping with no tether. Sometimes I just need things that are no good for me.
Lauryn Hill on the Essence awards last night, her hair short and dressed so quietly: just her and her guitar on the stage. I got goose bumps listening “what we gonna do now?” she is so amazing. So strong. She is a hero of mine.