this morning #49.

this morning, simply put she simply had to focus on simplifying her sentences. according to her editor, there was a heavy-handed overload of razzle-dazzle in her speech-figures. up til now, it had always been the way that she made her mark - fire up the senses with flare-ups of wordplay. as she lay in bed gathering her senses, she recognized the ways that the bedroom around her fed into her power. the vast, unique wardrobe in her walk-in closet was power. the $10,000-dollar canvas she won from her ex in the contentious split was power. the framed diploma above her polished mahogany desk was power. the ineffable would never take them away.