Dancing in the rain

Tonight,it didn’t rain. It has been raining at nights this month, this is the kind of downpour that leaves the cats whimpering and the cows standing stoic as they bow their heads. The idiom,it is raining cats and dogs has possible explanations, one is that Drainage systems on buildings in 17th-century Europe were poor andContinue reading “Dancing in the rain”

Writivism; The hummingbird

I define myself as a prisoner of hope but more so , as an existentialist. Existentialism is a philosophical theory or approach which emphasizes the existence of the individual person as a free and responsible agent determining their own development through acts of the will. Growing up, I loved reading newspapers and more so readingContinue reading “Writivism; The hummingbird”

My Afrobloggiversary

Writing is my forte or so I tell myself.Writing is like being on a date, I want the reader to bear with me and see my strength/ vulnerability therein such that by the time the date (reading) ends , they’re willing to go out with me again next time I write. I cannot even tryContinue reading “My Afrobloggiversary”