I don’t know whether it’s me who loves a personal interaction devoid of phones, scrolling through TikTok or just wanting to take pictures while experiencing something.

I have failed to shrug off the last one especially when I visit restaurants that I have yearned to go to.

It only applies when I attend a music festival or live performance and my favorite Artiste is on stage- so please think fondly of me as you read on.

So, yes I would love to set up space where people can sit, chat, drink tea or hot chocolate or coffee and have a family meal as they simply catch up.

I don’t know the ins and outs of it- just popped into my mind.

PS: Yours truly just had an August #BookHaul and will probably get into these books in October-maybe.

Daily writing prompt

What are you curious about?

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AI and incorporation of African languages- I mean even Kiswahili at least would be something interesting

My next role- probably on the look out for something new

Thai cuisine

If other people do watch BL and their favorite series.

What happens when a book lover walks into a bookshop

Do I look good in this? No, not really more of ‘do I feel good in this?

How much stationery is too much?

What happens when you clean the water dispenser? Does the water tast different?

Where did our sense of community go?

Will the Nairobi cold extend into August now that July is gone and it’s still this chilly and blue?

The moon’s sister is what I would say describes me on a day like today. To most I am a pocket of sunshine, when I smile my chubby cheeks fill up-round and raised, a bit squishy for someone in her thirties.

My voice exudes calmness and it is only when you talk to me that you hear my Mother’s voice, her tonal variation in the subtle ‘uh!’ and her gentleness when I pause to catch a breath.

There is a mountain inside me and valleys within me- no they are not the same, one allows me to lift my head up high and look beyond today while the other reminds me to retreat into myself and reflect on life. I cannot trade one for the other.

Yesterday I learned another fancy word for a Writer and it’s ‘People Watcher,’ and so today I tell myself that I am an Observer, not of everything but of the little things that I could capture with words and set them before the world.

I love coffee, the Lake Victoria and cake.

Daily writing prompt

What traditions have you not kept that your parents had?

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Traveling to my Dad’s home for Christmas. This stopped when it felt like the love that was there was only for what we could give and had to learn this when Dad passed away.

I do want to say that instead of not keeping there are some traditions that I adore and have always carried with me wherever I go and most of them were adorned by my Mother;

• Praying before leaving the house.
• Praying as soon as you get to your destination.
• Sending a text to let those who you left behind know that you got to your destination safe- Mom always says send word, let those who love you know you are safe, it’s like leaving a light on when you travel.
• When I see someone off, I stay until the plane, vehicle or means of transportation take off- it’s something my maternal grandmother held dear and passed it on to us.
• Giving thanks.

Sometimes, as I get older I appreciate the little things that made me feel loved way beyond everything else and some of these little traditions I carry close to my heart.

I pondered over this prompt since I saw it at 7am.

Was today typical? More like was today same as always, for the sun – the moon- gravity maybem for anything that oscillates outside of this universe maybe it was or maybe it wasn’t.

All I know was that today was another chance at life.

I woke up. Checked my emails, got out of bed and prepped before going to the hospital.

Read Captivate by Vanessa Van Edwards.

Queued for medicine at the hospital pharmacy.

Had a cup of coffee.

Took a matatu to town.

Bought some braids that I may plait sometime soon.

Came back home and now I am listening to Modern Wisdom podcast ep#971 13 Semi-controversial truths about Masculinity.

I love me some sun shine.

So, summer it is.

Daily writing prompt

How do you know when it’s time to unplug? What do you do to make it happen?

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Honestly, it takes me a while to know when it’s time to unplug because I work closely with communities and sometimes there is no off switch. Something comes up and I often want to attend to it before I sleep- and the cycle continues.

However, when I want to unplug I learned that I tend to do three things and these are:

1. Set my phone on Airplane mode
2. Get in bed
3. Read while listening to any of my playlists on Spotify.

Most of the times I’ve been compelled to do these things when I can’t seem to think of a solution, are exhausted or over the weekends when I do not have work to be done.

I have a cold allergy.

Yes, when it’s cold two things happen: I either lose my voice or shiver to the point where this wheezing sound emanates from my chest like a symphony.

This is why it doesn’t make sense that I currently reside near a coffee plantation in one of the chilly, cold places in Kiambu County in Kenya- so please don’t ask me why…I just love my apartment.

This was a prompt I couldn’t ignore because I love fruits and just naming five sounds like selling myself short, yet, I’ll still do it.

Here are my absolute favorites:

1. Banana
2. Avocado
3. Orange
4. Pineapple
5. Paw paw