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The people series #2

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" Hi , how was your day?" It's the first question I get when I walk through the door. We don't just stop at Hi. I could say it was good but then they'll ask ; "What did you do?" "How was it." "Did you..?" And then it's a whole half hour conversation . Especially if they're not at home, they have to call and ask, Hi how was your day? In this people series let's talk about the people that are there for us, mostly because they have no choice but also because they are the most important parts of our lives . Family. General word applicable to all sorts of people in our lives. To all the people that really want to know how you're doing. To all the people that at the end of the day make you put things in perspective and finally say, hey it really was one hell of a day. To all the people that listen. To all the people that wish you all the best. To the ones that encourage you and keep you going. To all the moments in ...

The people series

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Sometimes you meet people and you just want to turn back, cross the road and go back to the point in time when you hadn’t met them. Sometimes you meet people and wonder why you didn’t meet them any sooner. Then you wish you could have them in your life forever and ever and ever. Other people you meet and take for granted, until they are there for you in ways you didn't expect. Some people you leave in the past, others you carry in your heart wherever you go. Sometimes you meet a mysterious face and you wish they’d become familiar. A lot of times you meet people and wonder what kind of person you are to them. I could go on and on but then I’d start wondering what kind of writer I am to you, so let’s get more specific. Have you ever just cringed at the thought of meeting someone? I know we’re starting off with the bad place but stay with me.   You literally go to a place, see a face and there’s a total shift in your mood. I know I have, one too many times. Let’s talk t...

Writer's confessions

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Happy, such a simple word. Two syllable word, ha-ppy. I mean how hard could it be. To be happy? That's the challenge right there. I know my audience is probably millennials who are 'living their best life', for the gram and all, but work with me here. In the waking up, looking forward to your day, the day itself, all the way to your reflection at the end of it all just before you go to sleep. Happy, even when there's a driver that's been honking for the past 10 minutes for whatever reason right outside your house while all you're trying to do is have a lovely evening, worst case scenario. We're all just trying the best we can, because essentially no one really wakes up wanting to have the worst week of their lives, or to have everything that could go wrong literally go wrong.  If I keep going down this path this might turn into sappy life advice, not really what I'm going for, so let's rephrase.  They say you cannot really separate an arti...

The cocktail

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There's a mix of people in our lives, different characters, all together making up this one crazy cocktail of friends. Let's see if we can describe everyone in your circle.   1. The funny bone At least everyone has this one, and if you're lucky you have more than one. This is the outstandingly funny person in the group; constantly making jokes so you're always laughing when you're with them. Now I know you're thinking, but all my friends make me laugh. I assure you this one has the specific talent of rib-holding, rolling on the floor kind of happiness. 2.The sweet tooth. Probably a she. Don't sue me for sexism or anything but yeah, probably a she😅. Sweetest thing you've ever met. you cannot even imagine them angry with you for more than 2 mins, they are just too nice. Your first option in case you need a favor. 3. La Rationale The thinker, they make the best plans. Always overanalyzing stuff. Them; Guys if it's going to CJ's ...

Mirror mirror...

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He just stood there. Right in the middle of the road, well not exactly in the middle but not at the sides either, you get the picture right?Peculiar behavior in the Nairobi CBD traffic. We are on the move kinda people,you don't just stop to admire the buildings or whatever. He had been pulling a cart full of water jerricans. They looked very full of water, I bet they were very heavy to be pushing around in traffic while also trying to dodge the ruthless drivers. I also bet he was not a day older than twenty five. He actually looked like he was 20, I assumed. I also assumed he'd had it rough in life. He must have had it rough, otherwise he would be living the dream, driving one of those cars he was standing next to. That's what happiness is to us,no? Big cars, big dreams...  I obviously did not know his story, so I assumed, as we often do. So there he was, in the almost middle of the road, looking like he needed a break from it all. Breathing heavily like he was gathe...

Remember to breathe

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            There are days that drain the life out of you. Maybe it's because you woke up 10 mins later than your alarm, or remember those dishes you promised to wash before you slept? Yeah, you didn't. You probably shouldn't have told mum that a group assignment is what made you stay out late on Tuesday. Whatever the case, the universe has it out for you today. There is no motivation to do anything. Probably just staying in bed entertaining yourself with some of dejavu's posts will do. God forbid anyone wants to see you today. It's a bad day. It becomes worse when a bad day turns into a bad week. Then a month full of really shitty days, that's the only word you have to describe these past days, shit. It really can't be about those dishes anymore, you apologized for that already. So how do you bounce back?              We act as if we can read enough articles and enough little Pinterest quotes and suddenly the lit...

Broken Things

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Sunk into the horizon We'll watch the hours go by And as the waves fall and then arise again We'll hear the darkness breathe So let those tears come down Let them fade away Let them burn across your face As you keep smiling inside You cannot be afraid of your destiny All the walls you've built around Without me right by your side As the sun comes down Over your regrets It takes time to heal the pain But from the scars we will learn We've been trying so hard But it was too late Now you shut the door behind I won't be right by your side Because the sun, it never heals the rain