A beautiful morning ...
I woke up early on a cold chilly morning With a smile on my face A warm glow in my body A fluttering in my stomach
I woke up early on a cold chilly morning With a smile on my face A warm glow in my body A fluttering in my stomach
This note is partially inspired by a cold wet November afternoon, where my brain is sorta fried but I still got lots to do, a story from a friend of mine (don’t all my notes be inspired by conversations so words spill forth from my brain onto paper), a conversation with another one and memories of Sin City (one of the best movies ever made), oh yes.
I walk around on this cold wet evening
It has been some time since I last wrote, not for lack of trying but more that I did not have any inspiration on what to write about then a chat with a friend just sparked a fire, and so here goes, as always random ramblings of a disoriented mind
She stood there,
In light of my continued defense of marriage, I have been in an argument with a friend over what truly holds a relationship/marriage together.
Reflections and mirrors, well in my culture we say “Tewelabira gyovudde kubanaga tojja kumanya gyolaga” literally translated as “Do not forget where u have come from and the path you have walked because you willl not know where you are going”.We never have a destination to where our lives are taking us, and most of the times its our children who give us direction.