Conversations with Sheilah

Friday. 6.30pm. I am sitting alone in a restaurant waiting  for my friend to come. The only table available when I got here was a table of four, right ahead of me is the door. I usually come here when I want a quiet time. Its ambiance is great for conversation. I was going to just go home and chill...but she persuaded me to meet her today.It feels odd to say chill without Netflix,lol...but that would be pretentious for two reasons, one, I don't have Netflix and two, I don't like Netflix....not so much because it is Netflix but just movies generally...Its very odd for me to be the one saying this because there was a time I literally knew about every new movie release. Or maybe I l still do like movies now that I think about it, is it okay not to know if you like something? The thing is, every time I intentionally try to watch one, I lose concentration, most of the time I just find myself hungry or sleepy for no apparent reason.....I digress. So I m here watching people goin

So I am one of those people who like to mind their own business...but this particular day,while walking down Moi Avenue , just after Archives, I spotted a young lady walking with what seemed to be a laptop backpack. It was half-way open  and her silver-gray laptop was showing. She seemed oblivious to that. For some reason, I felt the need to pace up and catch on with her and let her know her bag was open. I did, and it turned out to be a very bad idea.  ''excuse me, bag yako iko open'' i said ''how is that your business?''  her response was repulsive enough but what was even more confronting was the look in her eyes. If a picture is worth a thousand words, the look in her eyes was worth a million sharp swords.This was one of those WTF moments... I do not know what demons she was fighting with that day, but for sure she had me take a moment to try and compose myself. To add onto the drama, Ms Mind your business actually checked the bag and closed t

Keeping up with work,relationships and being an adult in general is a lot of hard work. My inclination to leave everything until the last minute does not help either. Its's been wheeling on my mind that I should start a blog but life can get crazily busy and ideas get lost in the mayhem. Writing  puts things into perspective and makes others somewhat clearer.Well,I am warming up to the resolve that it is time to throw myself into the deep end, face new fears and let go of some more. My life as of right now is quite a cycle of getting things done and trying not to be crazy...real adulthood stuff, so while I am  at it, I might as well get this done. There's always worry that you'll fail with any risk you take or new opportunity that you throw yourself into, especially if you're the textbook over thinker that I am, but sometimes thinking through stuff and trying to get clarity is just self-sabotaging...because its impossible to have everything figured out. Conversations w