Donya Davis



How many hours in a day? Twenty four of those little beauties.


I struggle with this daily agitation that there is never enough time. I can shower and get ready for work, but then is there enough time for breakfast? No. Is there enough time to see how everyone else eats their oats? Of course. 

But why have I allowed people's curated lives to become the sustenance to fuel my day?

One thousand, four hundred and forty.  

I have this ingrained belief that life is a race and if I don't hurry up, I'm going to lose the game of life. Sad reality is.. that mindset had already cost me my place. it's about time I take back the control. It is never too late to start. The reset button dwells within this fearful closed fist. It's about time I opened it.

It's ready for its release.  

Eighty-six thousand, four hundred.


Donya Davis