I was standing at self-checkout at my second job and wrote this poem because my feet were truly killing me.
I guess it’s not a secret since I’ve shared it with the internet, but still…
I am an absolute mess, and this is me exposing myself by sharing a typical (ish) January 2023 Day in the Life of Jamilah.
To start another year of writings on this beautiful blog I call home, I am sharing my goals and word for 2023.
Twenty twenty-two was the year of control, and I learned a lot of hard lessons this year.
I am so proud of the progress I’ve made.
Considering I worked two jobs and went on one of the worst emotional rollercoasters this year, I am proud of the thirteen books I finished reading.
Here is my ranking of them, from worst to best.