Learn again is a song by an electropop Duo in Boston, Massachusetts. They are a fine combination, one is a guitarist and the other a cellist. They remind me of Simon and Garfunkel. The reason I am writing about the song is because the stroke babied me and I am back to square one inContinue reading “Learn Again”
AfroMemories and the gift of failure
I have to assume that there’s an evolutionary advantage to having a brain which keenly remembers the bourbon-soaked magic carpet ride, but not its puke-on-the shoes, please help me God aftermath. The same holds for romantic relationships. The dreamy, eye-gazing moment of transcendent intimacy is recalled with perfect clarity, while the sleepless nights on aContinue reading “AfroMemories and the gift of failure”
Its Zee not Zed
There is nothing as babying as suffering a stroke and I have reflected on it as Once a man, twice a child. A stroke is a case by case basis,if it is right sided paralysis,it implies that the right side is literally dead and non functional, this means that you won’t be able to eatContinue reading “Its Zee not Zed”
Uganda Olemwa
A while ago,a journalist friend asked,”why don’t you write commentaries, I love your perspective and writing”. In my head, I was thinking, like really. I was almost becoming a journalist on job about 7 years ago , I used to do a radioTalkshow and write opinions as well,at the time I wanted to write aboutContinue reading “Uganda Olemwa”
The Metamorphosis of Ayo; Reflections of a Neuropatient
Why do we write? Is it to let readers into our lives? Do we leave them to judge our commissions or ommissions? Are there major takeaways we have from a story? Is sharing stories therapeutic? What is the major point in telling a story? All these and more questions are answered by Patricia Opio,in herContinue reading “The Metamorphosis of Ayo; Reflections of a Neuropatient”
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