Kayla B(e) Writing

I thought that I was successfully on autopilot in the wake of George Floyd’s death. Nothing changed on the outside. I still went to my 9 to 5. I still showered and brushed my teeth. My diet didn’t change. I went to bed when I was supposed to. Did I sleep well? No, but the…

2019 was definitely the year of lessons. The problem is that the Universe can cram as many lessons and advice as it wants, but if you are as stubborn as I am, it will take longer for something to stick. And even if it does stick, the comfortability of things staying the same can keep…

With this being a new year, I wanted to make sure I didn’t leave the first month of 2020 without talking about something positive. Let’s talk about crying. Stay with me. Lately, I’ve been crying buckets of tears. Tears that came despite my determination to suck them up. Immediately I grabbed a tissue each time…