… then she was back

Back to self, is what I think this season of my life is. I mean, how do I explain the dire desire to write again? And not just write, but write here. Here on this blog, I deserted. Here where I was once cheeky, vulnerable, excited, and laughed over love again and again. Right here … Continue reading … then she was back

Camping in Naivasha

There was so much traffic on Langata road this particular day. Unnecessary traffic for a Saturday. The squad had planned to go to Ole Tipis for some Mbuzi lunch in celebration of one of ours' birthdays. So we met at a neutral point at noon before leaving, while waiting for those who work on Sato … Continue reading Camping in Naivasha