Poem from my past

So I was cleaning my house, organizing, digging, throwing things away. And I found a small pile of papers in a corner. I opened it up and discovered a time capsule from 1999-2000. I'll probably bring them with. But there was a poem in there that I wrote. I want to share it here so that it doesn't get lost.

Green Chai or Black Chai - by Jessica Severin, June 9, 2000

Does it really matter if it's green or black?
Sitting in A Room of One's Own
All I really wanted was to sit and relax
   in the company of other feminists
To feel their energy
To sit and feel
Not necessarily to talk
Just to sit and feel and listen
What a wonderful place to ground
   to sit and read or write
   and enjoy a cup of the Green Goddess
The week is over
It's time to shed the work self
It's time to unwind and relax
Tomorrow is a home day
   a day after an outdoor fun day
   and a day before a back to work day
Amazing what we do to ourselves
How we stress ourselves
   In the name of prosperity
   In the name of greed
   In the name of success
It's amazing to me that others don't see it
Even those in the counter culture aren't totally immune
At the mention of a potential 6 figures
   even their ear's perk up
   and you see a moment of doubt behind their eyes
Why is it so hard to see the trade offs
   to see why I'd rather make 1/3 of what I could
When we don't work so much we have time
   Time to play
   Time to be introspective
   Time to figure out what we want
   Time to figure out what makes us happy
But then there is the risk
   that we'd figure out
      that what makes us happy is
Sitting in A Room of One's Own
In the company of other feminists
relaxing with a cup of the Green Goddess.