the right to love
i love the ability to express my love in so many ways
i love that i can blog about anything i want, anonymously, and not see shame for it.
i love that i love, and that i can touch and see and hear and smell and feel.
i love that i can FEEL.
i love that no matter where i go, i can be me. and i can CHOOSE to not be me if i dont want to. its a powerful identity crisis.
those are just the thoughts on my head at this moment.
