leslieism

Shoooot boy, I love you so much, I’d cut a bitch and get you yo life-saving salve….and then I’d rub that shit all up in yo sword cut leg.

Lately I have been feeling a bit like Chris Gardner…the guy that the movie, “Pursuit of Happyness” is based upon.  Not so much because I’m a black man or because I’m lugging around awkward medical equipment in hopes of making a sale.  Most assuredly not because I’m good with numbers and hoping to become a stockbroker.  I am most decidedly the exact opposite of “good with numbers”.  Is dyslexia with numbers real or did I perhaps stumble upon a new learning disability?  If I just discovered “math dyslexia”, I guess that makes me a scientist of sorts and after this blog I will begin to find a cure.  Cure makes me think of cake, probably because cake can fix a lot of problems…..how simple……problem? eat cake. Even if the cake itself won’t fix the problem per say, it will taste good and put a smile on your face while you think about effective solutions.

So, I’m feeling like Chris Gardner when he is broke and sleeping in a subway station bathroom with his son. I feel his inner turmoil of taking one step forward and getting shoved two steps backwards.  I also feel his determination to succeed and not willing to settle for anything less than he is capable of achieving.

Chris Gardner never gave up on himself and possibly, this reason alone, may be why he found happiness.  

I may not be an African American man, but I certainly relate to one and learn from one and am grateful to have heard his story.