First, najiseti nyuma ya mbao na mbele ya njanji na kukubali mashtaka yote haya!
I stand accused…
They say Literature is like having sex without getting children and life’s the other way around. I think i have been having a good dosage of the former. So coupled with weed (tough choice between women and weed, ha!) i’ve just been, well, meditating!
About what?
Can’t remember…but wait…evidence of it are appearing on my memory like traces of blood in urine. First, i’ve been in big big dilemma over what to really put up online, on this blog, elsewhere..which portal to put where and whoooosh! time does wait for any blogger too!
I am also afraid that i am getting more boring…like i lost the mojo and i am desperately trying to bring these ashes to life…such kind of, sniff, esteem issues.
I feel like i am in a sort of crisis…i so hope its not mid-life, coz all my relationships, hopes, ambitions dreams…all seem to be going against me!
I am patiently waiting for a….RELAPSE.
Och, well said!! Can I copy paste this on my space, its everything I wanted to say!! hehe (Blatant plagiarism
#Blondemoment: It took me like 7 minutes to figur out what “Njanji” was. Oh dear, I’m beyond help aren’t I?!
Good to have you back
Stay with us boyfulani. No you aint boring.
I have been doing much of the same….maybe I should try weed for inspiration.