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Bread Alone
What food would you say is your specialty? Short answer: none. Long answer? I’ve got plenty. Plenty of reasons why, at this age, I have no specialty when it comes to food and cooking it/ Being a woman-yes, I know, we don’t stereotype anymore. Anybody can cook, everybody can work at the office, and women…
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Bombs to Books
A Journey Through Memory. The first one that comes to mind is the 1998 bomb blast. To be honest, I didn’t remember the exact date as I was still quite young. But after checking, it happened on August 7, 1998. Nearly simultaneous bombs exploded in from of the American embassies in Nairobi, Kenya, and Dar…
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Conforming Rebellion:
What’s the biggest risk you’d like to take — but haven’t been able to? The Risk of Being Ourselves. A question that invites a list. A bucket list. A wish list. A catalog of goals and plans I have shelved for someday. But before I could list, I remembered something a random guy said on…
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Who Says We’re Done Here?
To the ones we crushed. The unfinished ones. And the ones we’re still circling. What was the hardest personal goal you’ve set for yourself? I’m guessing since we’re using past tense here, that the goal was set and achieved? It that is the case, I am afraid I might disappoint. If I’m being honest, this…
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Pause.
What would your life be like without music? What is a heart without its beat? Would it even be life still? I believe life itself is a series of rhythms and beats-ups and downs, highs and lows-all strumming together to create the beautiful rhythms that is existence. The birds sing, the oceans hum. Nature sings.…
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My Red or Yours?
What personality trait in people raises a red flag with you? The first thing that came to mind when I saw red flags was my non communicative ex-boyfriend. Because if we’re being honest- lack of communication is one of the top five red flags in any relationship. Romantic, platonic, professional-name it. And I wanted to…
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Sad.
How are you feeling right now? I’m at a burial. Days ago, I would have called it a funeral service, but apparently, those two mean different things according to Google, but maybe as Africans, there were never 2 words. (Need to look into that). It was just one thing. Somebody died. Rituals done. Somebody buried……
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Overrated Much?
I don’t know. Mine comes and goes. Its been flaky. Up and down like the fuel prices in this country. And maybe that is why I haven’t been able to stick to goals. Always setting and resetting. I blamed it. Made motivation the villain. Labeled it overrated. Secretly envied the people who seem to have…
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Callings, Passion, and the Beautiful In-Between
” I have always wanted to do this.” I started playing at four years of age, and I haven’t stopped since.” I just knew-ever since I held the mic, stepped into the courtroom-that I was going to do this for life.” I’ve always been awed by people who knew. The ones who, from the earliest…
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Not trying to (But Maybe I am)
Can one blog change the world? I am not sure. Don’t think this one well-not the whole world-at least. But maybe it can change mine. And maybe that’s enough. This blog is selfish. Not in a bad way, but in a necessary way. It’s a reminder that I can do what I set out to…
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