Hello computer screen my old friend....I've come to talk with you again...and though my thoughts were slowly creeping...I left you sleeping, Sorry for the silence, but sometimes we have to retreat and regroup. This blog was/is for me, a "safe space", that even I was struggling to utilize. I missed talking out loud, thinking, and writing, to my imaginary readers while I venture day to day questioning the world and why we slowly become silent players. I stopped commenting and being as opinionated on social media. My feelings became as though my voice wasn't heard or mattered. I think what I felt and knew, and I was enjoying from it, were becoming lost. In a way I muted my own account. Then I was brought back to my 7th grade self, reading Macbeth for the first time. Funny how things trigger a memory. Why did this one feel relevant to my current thoughts 20+ yrs later? Regardless, going along with this idea, parts were chosen, and I chose Banquo as my role in Macbbeth. T
