Millie Money

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Pink shirt & a dirty mustache

Why did I suggest this? It’s 30 degrees Celcius outside; why on God’s green earth would I imagine that it was ideal to go out for a walk? It was right as she put her third last spoon of food when I came up with this absurd idea that we should go out for a… Continue Reading →

3 months ago

I’ll die tomorrrow.

You read that right. While I had fancied knowing when and how I’d die, this is not what I had in mind. Hate to say this – actually, I don’t – I hope you are truly satisfied by the nature of the relationship we had. Our last conversation, the laughter we shared and the memories… Continue Reading →

1 year ago

The Event

Sip and Paint is going on, but my friend and I are more concerned about saving our very comfortable seat. We want to do everything together, so no one can sip and paint while another saves the seat. We’ve been here about two-three hours now, and the vibes are vibing! The set-up is grandiose and… Continue Reading →

1 year ago

What’s Love Got To Do With It

This will certainly not go as you expect

1 year ago

One Hour, Tops

You lie to yourself. You really expect that you will run that errand in one hour? When has it ever – think about your whole life -taken you one hour? Why do we do this to ourselves and then wonder where the time went? “Lemme dash to tao and get back – it will take… Continue Reading →

1 year ago

You Can’t Guess

What did I come here to do? Not sure, I look around the kitchen and can’t seem to remember for the life of me what I came in to do. After a quick room sweep, I decide to grab some water, you know – stay hydrated. I head back to the living room happy with… Continue Reading →

1 year ago

Disgusting

The year was 2021. This is how Shikie of Over 25 described 2021, as simply disgusting. She had her reasons, and even though we lived that year worlds apart, and I may not be as bold to say it – I do agree with her. Disgusting is a strong word, no doubt but hear me… Continue Reading →

1 year ago

That Voice

I hate hearing my voice. The voice in my head, the one I converse with while in the streets of Nairobi, that one I totally love – it’s interesting, sound, creative, and even funny. What I’m referring to is the agony I put anyone who knows me through whenever I talk to them. Ever made… Continue Reading →

2 years ago

You are allowed.

There are many ways I could describe myself. There are things that I would describe as ‘typical’ when it’s about my thoughts, likes, interests etc. Lately, however, I’m allowing myself to be surprised by things that happen and how they make me feel. Often we box ourselves to who we are, what we believe in,… Continue Reading →

2 years ago

Drunk.

Nobody knows its my first time. It’s a school trip, it has been a very fun trip indeed – banter, laughter, mocking the guides and instructors. Simply making memories, these ones shall not be lost. In the evening, we all go look for some street food because people around our age can never be caught… Continue Reading →

3 years ago