A BLACK PLAY IS TOO MUCH

So, the above is a reference to a line in the essay New Black Math by Suzan-Lori Parks. And consequently, is a line in the show I have been working on this summer with Sons/Ancestors Players. Also, consequently. I have been TOO much lately. And by lately, I mean last night. So, here, let me recapture what it was like to be in Lindsey's mind last night, much like Suzan-Lori Parks chornicles a black play:

Lindsey is too much.
Lindsey is often self-destructive leading to a path of doubt in her mind that she cannot and will not accomplish or be anything.

Lindsey often does not see her worth when clouds of self doubt circle right outside her mind like vultures almost ready to pounce on their prey.

Lindsey can often throw herself into fits of rage/sadness that can be all-consuming and feel like the entire world may collapse right on down, atop her fragile psyche.

But, Lindsey knows one thing. Once this cloudy swamp of despair lessens, and once she comes to realize she can change and can move forward, she chases those vultures away.

Lindsey often asks, where did her body go? where did her mind go? and where did her level of sanity go? out the window...
but. HELL. Lindsey also knows that moments of insanity can bring about the clearest, sharpest moments of sanity that bring about healthy doses of change and love brimming anew.

Lindsey is getting her groove back. And when that happens, the world better watch out, cause there ain't nothing that's gonna hold me back.