I’m sitting in math class struggling to stay aware of my surroundings. That is mostly coming to realization that I am in math class. I need to be aware that I am in math class. I need to pay attention because I do not know what to do. I am about to freak out because I have a test this weekend.

By the time this expisode is recorded the math exam will be done.

So yes, as I continue, I am sitting in math class and my thoughts drift as they often do and I am thinking about why am I here? Not in a depressive state type of questioning; just in an aware of where am I in the world. My rap sheet of grievances is long. It all starts with my birth, but once again I diverse. My brain works like the multiverse.

I am in math class and want to know why am I here? Not my purpose. Just why am I here in this life, at this moment, on an unknown quest? I know that I am supposed to be writing but to who. My own group of people or is it to my culture. I am here for the US or the collective? Though I wasn’t asking about that. I was wondering why am in this math class, taking this math for the 2nd or 3rd time wishing I was somewhere resting in a vacation rental.

I’m not. I am laid back on my couch writing about how I mulled over questioning my purpose for being here at this time and place.

Mookie Toujour💜

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