SHOUT IT OUT FROM THE ROOF

DISCONNECT. DISCONNECT. DISCONNECT.

She had played it safe for too long. Now was the time to mercilessly and relentlessly attack.

She had to CONSCIOUSLY buckle herself up, day after day, for a strong hit. She had had way too many inconsistencies. Way too many doubts. Too many days questioning if she was good enough.

She was better. She could run around repeating it, shout it out from the roof, wave a huge flag.

SHE WAS BETTER. SHE WAS BETTER. SHE WAS BETTER, BETTER, BETTER.

XOX

INSANE LITTLE BRUNETTE