I feel my emotions about to explode. Sometimes, I don't even know what to do with myself. I look back over my life and see how some of the decisions I made were purely emotional. I think to myself, I have got to get it together and just like Chinua Achebe's book, things fall apart. I find my emotions a mess on the floor. I pick them up to start again and then oops I drop them. This time, I bought a sack to put them in, a pretty silky satin sack shimmering purple, to hold all of my emotions. I only pull them out when I need to go postal on someone. Just kidding. They are mine. I have to own them. I can't throw them out. New ones just take their place. I have to accept that I'm just an emotional being and keep those emotions in check. We can't go back and change the past, but we can certainly choose how we handle things in the future. Until next time, good luck and God bless.
-Kisha Deniece
