each morning i wave a white flag of surrender. i am always at war - with myself. who i am vs. who i think i be. who i was vs. what i am becoming. who you think i am vs. the real me and the mask i wear for protection of self.

i am all of these women yet none of them. life at this time requires costume and affectation. 

i wave a white flag of surrender and don the uniform of today. reviewing my sides i clear my throat, and walk calmly into the light…

break a leg, karen