Inspired--

The reason I am sitting here with my mind on starting this Blog site and actully making it happen is my dear sister from two different mother's in spirit, much younger that I but as wisdomatic influenced me...And for that I am grateful to her thanks, and mush love Katou.

lead by example I sit on the left side of Paul Guay....I like to call him "P" in this comfortable, new setting of Maxwell Library at Bridgewater State College--a man one of my closest friends, Chantel describes as my "road dog..." He inspires me to reach from within and pull out all the wonderful components that comprises who "Sasha," really is. "Don't stop writing," he said the summer of 2004 as he was helping me get through one of the toughest periods I ever had to face, pertaining to academia....finishing an incomplete in Shakespeare, which I eventually did. As a teacher at heart, Paul saw in me what I could not see in myself, at the time, a soon to-to-be a grown, structured, writer who enjoys being moved by passion.

Interestingly so, we met here in 2003, at Maxwell Library before it was touched with such elegance, we were both working on some kind of writing in the computer lab, at the time Paul and I worked as reporters for Bridgewater's undergraduate newspaper, The Comment. Paul overheard someone call my name and shortly after that he turned to me and asked, "Is your name Sasha?" My reply to this older gentleman was "yes," wondering one how he knew me and two why he was so astonished, frolic as my dad calls him. After introducing himself he noted that he has read a few of my articles. My friendly demeanor entertained the rest of what has turned out to be a smooth, life-learning, supportive, encouraging--ride of inspiration, together we have endured some interesting times. From riding his Buick La Sabre all summer long, seeking nice beaches all over Massachusetts, to hanging out and simply being inspired by one an other's stories, to upgrading to his sons sport two-door, Lincoln Mark 8, when his was totaled, Paul would pick me up on a weekly basis and we would go anywhere from thrift shops to movie theatres to watch independent Iranian films. Since 2003, as writers we've inspired one another, to walk this walk of life with drive, purpose, never putting down our dreams. Supporting each other. My mother loves Paul (and for those who know my mother, she is a woman who keeps it real and tells it like it is) and most importantly as friends, as he often says, "till the metal burns," a phrase Bena Berry get a total kick out of, we love each other. Many do not understand our relationship. Because on the outside it looks like a 45 year old, grey-headed man walking and laughing with a 26 semi-permed, curly headed lady is...the epitome of an interracial couple. However, that is not the case. Overtime, I've become comfortable with what our friendship has become that when we get stares of uncertainly, it only encourages me to laugh harder. If they only knew, I say....how inspiration could change ones life, take off all masks and open the hearts of the those who never believed in the power of true friendship.