Love Rampage No. 5

I love. 

I love. 

I love. 

I love how vivid my dreams are. 

I love how I saw myself exactly where I want to be. 

I love how my loved ones were right there with me. 

I love how easy it is to make my dreams my reality. 

I who who I am this morning. 

I love how my week ended. 

I love how my sweat shirt fits into my sweat pants into my boots. 

I love my denim jacket. 

I love my big wild hair. 

I love my classroom.

I love not having first period.

I love breathing. 

I love relaxing.

I love letting everything happen. 

I love seeing my lover in my dreams.

I love waking up next to him, up under him. 

I love seeing Tay on the side of us. 

I love that Tay knows I am his home. 

I love that I did not get angry with Tay today for being disobedient. 

I love how he has taught me to be a better mom. 

I love knowing. 

I love not knowing. 

I love sleeping. 

I love good meals. 

I love seeing everything from a beautiful perspective.

I love how I handled this rude woman last night. 

I love that I knew it was her anxiety that made her be so rude. 

I love that I let it go after it happened. 

I love the growth. 

I love knowing that next week there will be a true healing among my team. 

I love not allowing myself to be silenced when I have a gift. 

I love asking for help on using my gifts. 

I love receiving the help. 

I love having somewhere to be tonight. 

I love not being afraid to stand out. 

I love my God level confidence. 

I love my God level creativity. 

I love not rushing. 

I love inspiring. 

I love being Ms. Clay. 

I love being Valencia. 

I love being Delorise. 

I love being Delorise's grand child. 

I love being a New York southern soul. 

I love being a product of the Great Migration. 

I love being connected to my roots. 

I love letting people be. 

I love knowing that people will rise when they are ready. 

I love being awakened. 

I love not judging. 

I love not dwelling. 

I love not harboring. 

I love seeing. 

I love not seeing. 

I love feeling. 

I love feeling good. 

I love how that is all that matters. 

I love how good teaching makes me feel. 

I love how good my students are. 

I love how beautiful my babies are. 

I love how beautiful I am. 

I love my days. 

I love my nights. 

I love learning. 

I love unlearning. 

I love going on and on and on and on

I love momentum

I love momentum 

I love my levitation 

I love making my kids read 

I love making my kids learn 

I love how they react to new information 

I love how they connect new ideas 

I love being able to inspire people all over the world 

I love removing my ego from the work 

I love removing my shady glasses from my perspective 

I love giving my self to service 

I love not knowing when to end this rampage