I kinda feel bad, kinda, but I don’t want to hear men’s voices anymore. Not even Obama or Bernie or Booker. Not mentors. Not spiritual teachers. Not even audiobook readers. Not the insightful & informative tidbits offered by the beloveds around me.
I am simply tired of men’s voices. Or simply malnourished, desperate for women’s. Stories. Perspectives. Successes. Wins. Their wisdom, tone, circular, gentle, vulnerable, fierce.
I long for the sound.