I want to talk about the things that keep me awake at night,

But now that I say it out loud, they seem so trivial,

Like the thought of you,

The taste of strawberry yoghurt,

the first sip of a well served latte,

the first forkful of chocolate fudge cake,

buying notebooks, beautiful pens, highlighters, while listening to my playlist on spotify,

being in my Mom’s presence, the lunch dates, when we sit down to watch four hours of Afro-cinema…

being in my Sisters presence, her family, her children and laughing at memes and memories of our childhood….

I want to speak of the things that keep me awake at night, but whenever I open my mouth to shout, I only sing of the good, and once I start I cannot stop.