You wake up…..its a new day, you don’t want to face the day. Because everyday its like you are drowning…..drowning in a sea called depression.
We are half way through the year……that means, y’all have just 6 months to go to fulfill those resolutions that were scribbled in 2015 (you know what I’m talking about).
I know I have been a sporadic poster these last two months and that I preferred to hand the reins to awesome people like Larry and Paul .
There’s a reason for this. March, April and May have been the weirdest and longest three months of my life.
The things people will do in the name of God. The atrocities people will justify in the name of God. The Knights of the Templar killed in the name of God, jihads have been waged in the name of God. Domination of a whole race has been justified in the name of God. The Spanish Inquisition happened, in the name of God. And you, you stand there, with your belt raised high, ready to strike a weak one, IN THE NAME OF GOD!
Continue reading “In The Name Of God?”
Tonnes of things make me sad, global warming, sexism, tribalism, corruption, kids dying of avoidable things, the Donald’s treatment of women… A lot of sadness.
Continue reading “What Makes Me Sad”
I take your hand. You look away, I’m almost sure, you don’t want to be here. But I want to be here and I know I’ll maybe pay for this later on. You turn to me and kiss my cheek, and whisper how you love me. I try to not to smile, but I can’t help it. Damn you and your charm.
My friends look on, I can see how jealous they are and for a moment I enjoy their envy. The song “mbakubye equalizer” plays in my head. And indeed, I have, I’m so gleeful. I remember everything they said about me.
So, its been a minute, well a whole lot longer than a minute and I have been,
not writing struggling with a few things.
Well, here now is a story I wrote for the third edition of the Short Story Writing Competition organized by a one awesome Dennis Assimwe of The Gathering, which sounds like a cult, now that I think about it.
I came in 7th but I am very excited about this story because it was the Dennis Assimwe’s favorite! Like seriously whaaaaaaaat!!!
Did School make me better?
The answer to the above question is……….. I have no freaking idea. I loved and loathed school in equal measure. Loved because it brought me closer to my one and only love: books…..and I am a bit of a nerd. Well not just a bit, a whole lot. I am not ashamed to say that I was teacher’s pet. However I was not one of those kids that looked forward to assignments, homework, tests and stuff…those kids are crazy. I just loved learning for learning’s sake. Still do.
I won’t ask how you are doing, I mean, I really don’t need to.
It’s been what, 11 years, since we last spoke? Back then, with all the hope and naivety that comes with being young, I thought the world wouldn’t let me down. Though I guess it had let me down long before you up and left. Big lesson in life that was, learning that the world doesn’t owe me anything, considering it was here first.
However, I thought you wouldn’t let me down. I mean, out of all the people in the world…