I Think A Lot Of People Dream.

Dreams Are Lovely. But They Are Just Dreams. Fleeting, Ephemeral, Pretty. But Dreams Do Not Come True Just Because You Dream Them. It's Hard Work That Makes Things Happen. It's Hard Work That Creates Change.

This Moment Right Here, Me Standing Up Here All Brown With My Boobs And My Thursday Night Of Network Television Full Of Women Of Color, Competitive Women, Strong Women, Women Who Own Their Bodies And Whose Lives Revolve Around Their Work Instead Of Their Men, Women Who Are Big Dogs, That Could Only Be Happening Right Now.

I Remember Saying, Very Almost Jokingly, I'm Going To Take Over The World Through Television, That's My Plan. And I Said It To My Agent, And I Said It To My Friends, And I Said It To Myself.

Whenever You See Me Somewhere Succeeding In One Area Of My Life, That Almost Certainly Means I Am Failing In Another Area Of My Life.

I Read A Lot Of Studies About The Fact That There Is A Bias In The Way Health Care Is Doled Out, Down To The Fact That Most Medical Studies Are Done On Men, Not Women, So Most Dosages Are Planned For Men, Not Women, And On And On. And More Than That, Women's Pain Is Gauged Differently And Their Complaints Are Received Differently. And The Idea That There's A Place Where You Can Go Where Everything Is Geared Toward You, As A Woman, Is Great. But It's A Shame That We Need To Find Places That Are "safe" When The World, The Whole World, Should Be A Safe Place.