My writing is like my baby. I have through the years spent significant time honing my craft. I guard it with my life and rarely allow anyone to read my work – be it an academic assignment or even my own thoughts. This is perhaps the closest I will ever come to allowing a peek inside my own mind, something which both fascinates and terrifies me. As such, please regard what you read with care. There is nothing more personal to me than my own thoughts, unless you also consider my artwork and my dancing. This activity is not only a mental exercise but one that exposes my soul. And I am shy about being so defenseless before the entire world.