Blank thoughts. I squeezed in a bit of travel, while pondering the recent revelations on my name. I wont get into that now or again, but it had been a bit of an existential crisis and I was still reeling. …

It's all I got in my name. There’s the three cars and the apartments. Some savings in a few pension fund schemes and some furniture spread across a few friends' places. There's some cash, offshore, if I don't get to spend it all on a whim. I didn't put anything…

The green grass of home. I went into the room at the back of the house and I prayed for the anxiety to go away. I was hesitant in the packing. I wasnt looking forward to the trip but I needed to catch a grip. The winter had been cold and lonesome, and I had…

All that you cant leave behind. The wildfire started with a feverish passion, razed the maize fields and left everything dead in its wake. We couldnt fight it, but we tried and we got exhausted and perspired. I had to travel to the wilderness. To give tributes and penance. I had left the door ajar. We…

I got my things and left. I took the clothes from the hangers. And some of my shoe collection, the jeans and the work clothes and some books, for company. And the t-shirts from all the different places that I had travelled to. I packed them. The night was coming. I put it all in the…

What if? / Prayers in between. Its the silence, and sometimes I have to fight against it. To being more quiet, and for peace to be still in the stillness. Each day is a fight for life, and to make it out to get to the next better day. …

The winter is past / The calm returns. I was chatting to a former colleague on Twitter, she knew the work version of me from some years back. I was reacting to her classification of male Leos as being of a particular stereotype. It was a LOL moment. In jest, I rejected the stereotype and made her aware…

Whose truth is it anyway? That other time I wandered off and I started to reflect on Identity a lot. I got some books lately, and I have been holding court with some friends about our history and who we are and what we are becoming. A few notes/chapters back, I recollected and published some…

I hope that you’re ok? That other time I wrote about grief and the process of grieving. And I was in the spirit when those words came. A relative had passed on and I had a sudden recollection of who they were and what they had been to me. And I was thinking that the…