7 days after the anniversary of my 33rd year. I was tired that night. So tired. We had been driving all day. I'd say 75 percent of which was on the dried out red clay roads that bridge the gaps of one African culture to the next. We were headed into the land of the... Continue Reading →
Welcome to 2019.
Salutations Travelers! It’s 10:02 am on Wednesday, January 2nd 2019, I’m in England, laying in bed in my Brighton flat, listening to “What’s Free” by Meek Mill. It’s my first day back at work. “Work” being writing. Writing. Writing. Writing. Free writing. It’s coming out of me now. I don’t have the space for it.... Continue Reading →