Forty five. Forty four. Forty three. Forty two seconds before the red light turns green and twelve more…

There will be days like this;
She will hold you hostage by the curve of her smile
She will say “I love you”…

response to NTVkenya’s report on the shooting of four children aged 5–10 years during a gang fight (and because no one else is talking about it)

of actual publishing and why I’ll be writing here for a good time to come

I turned twenty three about two weeks ago and three days later I finally had my mind convinced on starting to publish on medium.

#147notjustanumber