"I have been in Sorrow's kitchen and licked out all the pots. Then I have stood on the peaky mountain wrapped in rainbows, with a harp and sword in my hands."
+Zora Neale Hurston, Dust Tracks on a Road
i fall in line with the women who have no intention of changing their last name when they get married. my reason is specific. my father has no sons. therefore, his name will die with me. this is a hilarious read and always well overdo. except for the part where the analysis falls short and women get blamed for seeking male advice, but funny and true for the most part nonetheless.