I wrote this poem ABT my absolute thrill in seeing my favourite writer speak. It captures how I felt at that time. Before knowledge of betrayal, discard and rejection. I was thrilled and inspired. Felt as though I could overcome my challenges, as burdening as they were. As colossal as they stood before me, ABT me and behind me. For a moment I felt beautiful. And a part of something greater than my pain. Our pain. I waited in vain...