It is funny how some things just never change. The way people start telling their African mum stories on Twitter and Facebook and it is like everyone grew up in the same house. Or all our mothers attended the same ‘Motherhood’ school despite having never met. Last week, I was walking in town. At around … Continue reading Photo me?
This story I wrote a very long time ago. And for one reason or another decided against sharing it. But today I shrugged and decided to put it up. I will not date it though. Enjoy. ********* Still waters run deep. Common phrase. It’s truth evidenced by the one sitting across from me. She shifts … Continue reading She is a tiger you cannot tame
I am toying with the knife that sits at the bottom of my bag. A pocket knife. I carry it everywhere with me these days. I wonder what it feels like to have to use it on an actual person. But I am also pretty sure I don’t want to find out. Not practically at … Continue reading The knife in my bag
We all know that one person that is allergic to showering. Fingers, names? But I made a recent discovery, this might have something to do with PTSD. It is not African to claim conditions like that. (Disclaimer, I understand the gravity of mental health conditions and the impact of the condition I have named.) But, … Continue reading Hydrophobic people and other stories
I woke up Saturday to a text. A proposal, he called it. To what I have no idea. Only he can do things like that. Give texts a title. My eyes were half shut, my brain was fully asleep, my entire body completely tired. So i tossed my phone aside and went back to sleep. … Continue reading Oh Fiona (exhales)
Kenyan dentists, please stand up. I am on a quest to find a good dentist. I have been blessed with good teeth. (I should have started that with “I am not bragging”, like all good show-offs do.) My mouth has never played host to a cavity or any of its close relatives. The closest I … Continue reading Dentist inflicted traumas
Leo nimegeuzwa machungwa. Fingers of blame pointed towards Kenyan traffic. Nairobi in particular. You see if there is one life skill Kenyan roads teach you it is to expect the unexpected. Today road A will have Mbugua take 10 minutes from point A to point B, but tomorrow he will take 92 minutes. Or maybe … Continue reading Nauzwa na fifty 🙂