my tears do not compromise my strength.
in retrospect; what really matters? your education, yourSELF. your posture, your grace, your intelligence. your thoughts, your hands, your presentation. your family, your friends, your memories. that trip to korea. studying the quar'an. building a house in africa. not caring about the number on the tag of your jeans. rehearsal, performance, appreciation of music. that epic moment of realization: he doesn't matter, they don't matter, this doesn't matter.
it's okay to be intimidating.
