How did your day go? I really care to know. Mine was pretty sane. Lol. I was having a conversation with a new friend and she reminded me that we can’t wait for the day to make us happy, we have to decide to be happy even before the day starts. I was fond of letting the day determine my mood, but I’m gradually learning how to be more deliberate about being happy regardless. You should too!
The beauty about the rainy season is the chilly breeze that lingers long afterwards, especially at night. It rained much earlier in the morning but the weather is still chilled and I’m wrapped up in a duvet. What suits the night better than a late night cup of cocoa? Continue reading “DTM: Of Late Night Cocoa”→
It was the day before yesterday. I remember clearly because I wore the shirt I disliked. I remember strutting down the hall with my hands in my pocket, feigning confidence which was already lost in that shirt. I saw him; albeit for a split second. But there’s no mistaking it was him. His brief statue darted down the stairs and I was caught in my tracks. I exhaled the air I wasn’t aware I was holding. Something about him sent creep waves my way. Not only mine as I turned to see a woman and her son retreating from his way. Continue reading “Night Files 3”→
‘One day at a time’, Laila said to herself as she turned off the alarm she had snoozed three times already. She felt the weight of the world on her shoulders as she sat up on the disheveled bed. She couldn’t remember sleeping. There had been a lot of crying and drinking to drown her fears and she fell asleep somewhere in the middle. The pain still gnawed at her heart while she silently whispered ‘Help me God’ Continue reading “Night Files 2”→