There are so many people out here following trends, but not many people are setting them. It’s easy to jump on a bandwagon. It takes very little to zero effort. Do you know how many people have told me that Blogmas should be holiday themed, or that I need to write more holiday themed posts? I’ve been told that Black Christmas trees are not traditional. So because I’m not doing what everyone (NOT ALL) else is doing, I’m doing it wrong?! I’m not keeping up with the trend? Well, hold on to your hats because I recently added some black and white Oreo flavored candy canes to my Black Christmas tree, just to set that baby off lol!! For the record, Blogmas is about creativity, and you can Blog about whatever you want. It’s just a challenge that happens to be around the Holiday season. There are no rules when it comes to writing and being creative. There is no right or wrong story. There is no right or wrong way of expressing yourself through writing. We’ve all been created uniquely, and we do a lot of the same things. However, what will always set us apart is how we execute those things. I’m always trying to find a way to stand out simply because I never want to fit in. Fitting in is overrated in my opinion. If you’re hesitant about doing something because you fear being judged, frowned upon, talked about, or you don’t think it’s within trend. That’s all the more reason why you should do it. It’s a sign that you’re distancing yourself from comfort. If you plan on meeting success anytime soon, you must be prepared to get uncomfortable and you must be prepared to be talked about. People have been judging and talking about other people for decades. It’s inevitable. Go create what you want!
Night fell and I could hear the snow hitting my window. I could hear the wind whistling boldly. I peaked through the blinds and I could hardly see anything outside. I looked at the time, and it was just a little past eight in the evening. I knew for sure that I was in for the night, now that it was storming. I began undressing all the way down to my birthday suit. Before heading to my bathroom, I paused, and looked in the mirror. I’ve been working out lately and I loved what I saw. My abs were forming, my breasts were sitting perky, my ass was sitting nicely, and it was plump. My thighs were still thick, but more toned. I went into my bathroom, and turned the shower on. I fixed my water just right before I stepped inside. I like it hot, steamy actually. My water was ready and I hopped right in. Oh my goodness! The water felt so good falling against my melanin soaked skin. I let it marinate down my entire body, including my hair, and my face. My eyes automatically closed due to the severity of the relaxation that I was experiencing. I was calm and all was still. There is a small window in my bathroom, and I could still hear the blizzard coming down outside. So I after I finished allowing the water to just pour onto me, I started lathering up my cloth. I began to wash myself thoroughly. In the midst of me washing, I heard a loud noise, and the electricity went out. I’m still in the shower and the water is still running. It startled me for a second until…
