And Back Again
…the ever present threat that brought me is not over.
I beg to excuse myself, to the bathroom, to check my phone.
Tag: Nairobi
A Comfy Spot To Sleep In.
When I get off the bike a conclave of touts pounce around me. I hold my stance, they posture but don’t push or pull me. The odd thing, though not unusual, is that there are only two cars there, one bus or jav and one minivan; matatu.
Resist
Buy based on principles, thereby effecting influence, where it is most likely to cause attention.
But, That’s Not What They Were Fighting For
with their husbands names,
hidden under their teeth…
The Patience For Inspiration/ Will You Judge?
. The morality of victim is always called into question. I think my story, can easily be summed up as ‘alijipeleka’
Growing Up. Part 2. Hair and Love
Acceptance, and especially self acceptance can be hard to come by. More often than not, people will point out things that differentiate you from them. As you get older, it becomes easier to stand by your own principles and decisions. The full list of ways that I feel blessed to have grown up is: 1….
Growing Up. Part 1. Conversation and Patience
I am forced to admit, that I am quite a sporadic writer. I woke up the other morning, at three thirty, jumped out of bed and scrambled for a pen and lots of paper. I had to write about growing up, something I am suddenly very happy I’ve managed to do. Perhaps, one day, when…
Journey To Mali P3, Kenyan Timing
So, this morning I was scheduled to fly to Bamako Mali, as you must already know. I missed my flight. Having spent the night fretting about what I may forget and have I got everything I need, that I managed to forget what may well have been the most important thing: my phone on silent….
I Have To.
…flowing milk down drainage pipes…
Mkokoteni
It stands offering these timeless delights.
Although, itself not entirely upright.