2022 WRAPPED

For the past two years I've always written a paragraph or two about how the coronavirus changed our lives and how it limited us to the four walls of our houses, to those who actually had. I made sure to pay my respects to the ones we lost

Away From Home For Too Long

I landed around noon in Windhoek, just in time to be welcomed by the unswerving Namibian winter sun. I'd missed it alright, because even during the winter, it managed to keep my dark skin warm. It brought so many of us together, be it basking in the hot

The End of A Journey

I like progress, moving from one stage to the next, not necessarily taking giant leaps. I've witnessed how even the slowest movements can take you to the next level. I'm aware of the change that comes with progress, be it comfortable or not, but I'

Spring Haze

There are so many things I wish I could do and say. Forget all the sporty stuff, all the hiking stuff or all that swimming, that has its time. I mean all the things that would sharpen my intellect, assuming I'm an intellectual with a brain. Not just

Saturday, 30th January 2021

What's popping? This is a draft from last year, you'll find out towards the end of this post why it ended up in my drafts, and out of there after more than a year. Have you also had one of those days where you wake up

Demorandi!

Before anything, before I even started writing this, I imagined how it would start off. I would probably state what mood I was in, or try so hard to connect the season to what has been happening in my life. The usual tone is that of a unhappy happy person

2021 WRAPPED

Something must have changed along the way, and it always does, because the year ended nothing like the year I entered. Of course, COVID-19 took most of the limelight once again, manifesting itself in different ways as if to show off its creativity. I bet a few of us envy

Winter in the High North

I'm still not used to seeing crystals in the sky as I get off the bus, the blinding white that spreads below my feet into eternity and all I can do is walk on it with my little life. A life so small and meaningless that I'

Catching Feelings Because Apartheid Didn't Know About Birth Control

I find comfort in the fact that I'm not the only one who does not remember directors' names, producers, authors and names and songs of movies. I'm glad I'm not the only one. I also know that the bunch who remember these things

October Falls

All the leaves are gone. I remember dreading that. Saying goodbye to the beautiful and bright orange, yellow and red leaves. Gone. Just like that. Now we have tall, grey and bare trees just wavering which ever direction the wind blows them. Once in a while I hear a whoosy

The Modelling Cycle*

“Letters to Myself” “Seasonal Moods” “Notes from the Quiet” “Field Notes from the Self”

A breath of fresh air!

I realised that blogging while travelling is actually one of the hardest things ever. Especially when all I wanted was to get away for a while and enjoy my time with friends, by the end of the day, I was knocked-out and writing just seemed impossible. So I saved myself