Cirque du Soleil

Last night I went to see Cirque du Soleil-Corteo. Very interesting show. Impressive presentation of human talent. The show was supposed to be about a clown who has a dream about his funeral taking place at a carnival. Ummm...I really didn't get all of that, but I guess if I squinted hard enough I could. Attending the show with 4 other women was my Cirque du Soleil (Circus of the Sun). Why? Because brought together were 5 radiant women, shedding their light in their own distinctive ways. All beautiful, all illuminating. A collection of Sun beams. And a collection of issues too. Lol. But isn't that what makes us special? Hee hee...

As I recall conversations that took place, it reminds me of the strength and the struggle in Black women. I enjoyed the fellowship. It was like a text book sampling of women who are in different social phases of life all aiming for what appears to be the same goal...HAPPINESS.

Well anyway I started with a point and I seem to have lost my way. So Imma wrap it up and go get me a cup of Joe so I can type about TWEETY BIRD's anger management problem.