Sometimes I wonder why engaging with social media feels so much like a chore for me
A tale of love and loss, and their opposites
The part of me that protests against the mistreatment of fellow Africans is more human than it is African
There’s just too much stuff for most people to know what is accurate and what isn’t
Kids know there is a problem, but they just don’t care.
Cutting out lunch has given me a lot of independence over my afternoons.
At what point does one become a human being and get to claim the dignity and rights that come with such a status?
The only natural boundary is the skin. It separates the person from the rest of the world. Anything above that is abstract and malleable.
It would be a real tragedy to look back, at the end of your life, and discover that it was never really yours.
Ultimately, my main reason for consolidating my output is to avoid distraction and dissipation