Growing up, a single question dominated my thoughts. What was the use? What was the use of getting out of bed, of combing your hair, of breathing, all that breathing? What was the use of anything when all of life inevitably came grinding to an end? By 17, I was waking up in the middle… Continue reading Words To Live By
Category: April
Into The Den
Back when I was a kid, I often carried around a cassette tape recorder, an outstretched mic created a buffer between me and the world. Recording was my way of managing life. And so I recorded everything, my parents’ arguments and their phone calls and my mom pretending to mime Lingala songs. Mostly though I… Continue reading Into The Den
Love in The Clouds….Part One
When I left Small City, Apolika at eight years old, I left behind a small group of friends I did everything with. As kids, we would run around the village and hunt birds in the nearby bushes. That’s how we bonded. Now that we’re grown when I go back, we go to the beach. It’s… Continue reading Love in The Clouds….Part One
The Mysteries of Science
My father always struck me as the sort of man who, under the right circumstances, might have invented the microwave oven or the transistor radio. You wouldn`t seek him out for advice on a personal problem, but he`d be the first one you`d call when the radio broke or your little Tecno burner phone loses… Continue reading The Mysteries of Science