This Puzzle is Pink.

It's interesting to look back over things that I've said or wrote, or ways that I felt and things that I wore. To realize that I'm constantly evolving means that I need to set aside time daily to remind me of who I am. Who I am can't be placed into a box of descriptions. Who I am is who I was when I didn't get any of the 100 jobs I applied for. I am the decision I made to drop everything and temporarily move to DC. I am made up of the big chunky twists that I put in my kinky hair at night. I am the way my heart sped up as my eyes caught his on vacation. I am the drugs that were dropped in my drink unknowingly and the way I picked myself up like it never happened. I am my truths; and as ugly as they may be, they make me beautiful. I am an abstract puzzle, although you may not understand the big picture, it's perfect and all of the pieces belong.