Gameday, it's on.
A boardroom, a deck,
an assemblage of Avengers.
Sometimes a year of work
can come down to one chance
to sell the vision:
Do you see it?
Will you change with me?
Do you believe enough to invest in the future?
Have my data-based deliberations
cut through the noise of Wall Street?
Do I have your attention?
I wind up, make my pitch
and they swing for the fences.
Contact; soaring, sweeping success.
Homerun.
Poet, writer, photographer and slightly distracted day-dreamer who muses on (gestures at everything) from the petty to the profound. On a semi-serious, fully earnest search for meaning in the mayhem. Perimenopausal, melanin-deprived, irony-enhanced recovering perfectionist Type A+ millennial woman. She balances the ever-continuing quest to Know Better/Do Better, with the distinct ego-death of parenting a smart, full-throated child who was raised to know the power of her voice. Mothering a teen means catching a side-eye in almost every interaction. Diana navigates the minutiae of everyday life through seeking the magical in the mundane. Follow along and laugh with her as the world flames out!
