KoD.

 There are many ways to deal with the pain, choose wisely. I am writing as I listen to this great album again, bars split through it, Cole called out how he was not teaming up with people not believing in his dreams. life too crazy that needs no flipping. Well too serious already. 

What is in stall today. well I am going home, tomorrow for the elections. I hope for a peaceful elections because I want to come back and continue chasing life away from home. Mans dream of not going back to the block, I want to excel and change the block some day. You know, the village thing where ones you out the village, you are not supposed to come back and live there, yeah that traditions not so clearly put out but it  lingers in every village parents head. 

I felt happy about travelling back home this time, Whole week I have been having calls from friends who we haven't talked close to five years passed, reaching out from the socials. They are all looking forward  to hanging out once we are back home. Well I am not sure what is exciting me, is it the sense that we all grown and we would like to go back and do the things we all wanted to do freely. Or rather, we all want to see the growth in our lives, how far we have moved so far. Anyway I am want to see both, I miss those bustards .

Back then we would contribute to buy liquor worth two dollars, two hundred and thirty Kenya shillings, sip it real quick and play mental drunk, all time. little light weights. We even bought a blunt one day and well that was a hell of a spin. I remember me and me two friends we went to some joint and ate seven chapattis each and a bowl of green grams, the place was called 'perfect foods' . MY first experience with munchies, damn was crazy, we drank close to five liters of water also. And we ran away without paying Kenya shilling two hundred and ten bill. Crazy first times, Cool throw back.

Love folks, 

TUSHEE


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