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Day 8: Monday, January 15, 2024
Today is Martin Luther King Jr. Day.A day off from work, a federal holiday, for many in the United States of America. Americans recognize the words and ideas projected through the speeches that were given by Martin Luther King Jr.. The main message of the famous “I have a dream…” speech was to relay that everyone is equal. Martin Luther King Jr.’s words resonated. Having a dream drives individuals to thrive and achieve their aspirations.
I often dream. Being in my fifties, I have lived life. I had many experiences. I often say, “I’ve been there done that.”
I have a personal dream that life would be rich of peace, kindness, health, love and an ultimate goal of longevity is key.
In order for me to accomplish my goals and tasks, I schedule events through my day. Planning and structure helps me do what needs to be done.
I prioritize the actions. I set mini goals. I do a little here and there to finish tasks. Then, I aim to complete the big goal. I check off what I have accomplished.
Make your plan. Don’t contemplate over what needs to be done. Do.
Today and everyday at the cafe, I see familiar and new faces with different features and personalities that attribute to who they are as a being. There are people of all different sizes, shapes and colors.
I am White. I am obese. I am petite in size and curvy to the eye. I have long light brown hair hazel eyes and light tanned skin. I am me. I sat next to an Asian lady today at the cafe. She was short and skinny with green olive colored skin and black short hair. She had a laptop and an iPad powered on at her table. She said hello to me. I returned a cordial smile and murmured back, “hello.”
Two tables over were a group of four teenagers of different nationalities. Two pale white skinned and two Hispanics with brownish colored skin. Then, next to the teenagers was an African American lady. She had dark brown colored skin with long black braided hair dreadlocks down to her shoulder blades.
Everyone at the cafe was sitting and drinking their coffee. Whatever type of coffee drinker you are, whether it’s dark or light, you are still imbibing the brewed brown coffee bean. Being black Americano or white latte, the bean is the bean; just like a human bein.’
You are who you are. What color your skin has no significance at the cafe. Life at the cafe is united and equal.
Dream
Peace
Care
CC
Today is Martin Luther King Jr. Day.A day off from work, a federal holiday, for many in the United States of America. Americans recognize the words and ideas projected through the speeches that were given by Martin Luther King Jr.. The main message of the famous “I have a dream…” speech was to relay that everyone is equal. Martin Luther King Jr.’s words resonated. Having a dream drives individuals to thrive and achieve their aspirations.
I often dream. Being in my fifties, I have lived life. I had many experiences. I often say, “I’ve been there done that.”
I have a personal dream that life would be rich of peace, kindness, health, love and an ultimate goal of longevity is key.
In order for me to accomplish my goals and tasks, I schedule events through my day. Planning and structure helps me do what needs to be done.
I prioritize the actions. I set mini goals. I do a little here and there to finish tasks. Then, I aim to complete the big goal. I check off what I have accomplished.
Make your plan. Don’t contemplate over what needs to be done. Do.
Today and everyday at the cafe, I see familiar and new faces with different features and personalities that attribute to who they are as a being. There are people of all different sizes, shapes and colors.
I am White. I am obese. I am petite in size and curvy to the eye. I have long light brown hair hazel eyes and light tanned skin. I am me. I sat next to an Asian lady today at the cafe. She was short and skinny with green olive colored skin and black short hair. She had a laptop and an iPad powered on at her table. She said hello to me. I returned a cordial smile and murmured back, “hello.”
Two tables over were a group of four teenagers of different nationalities. Two pale white skinned and two Hispanics with brownish colored skin. Then, next to the teenagers was an African American lady. She had dark brown colored skin with long black braided hair dreadlocks down to her shoulder blades.
Everyone at the cafe was sitting and drinking their coffee. Whatever type of coffee drinker you are, whether it’s dark or light, you are still imbibing the brewed brown coffee bean. Being black Americano or white latte, the bean is the bean; just like a human bein.’
You are who you are. What color your skin has no significance at the cafe. Life at the cafe is united and equal.
Dream
Peace
Care
CC