I have had eye problems from ever since I can remember. In fact they began way before my battle with eczema. My eyes would get so itchy and I would rub them till they were sore.
Imagine if one day Rongai seceded from Kenya and those of you making fun of how far it is would need passports to cross over. Its president would probably be the heir
For the last three days I have been seriously avoiding her morning hugs. This is because the hugs come with a bonus – influenza virus. She has been trying every tactic under the sun to sambaza it.
This week’s post will land me in trouble. I am sure I will be summoned to The Hague (my parent’s bedroom), where I will be offered a seat and a lengthy lecture from mum. Here is the thing though, I am used to her lectures.
It’s a chilly Friday morning, precisely 20 days after we buried our grandma (May she rest in peace). I am grumpily headed to work alone because my partner in crime, Nyangi is on her seventy second dream.