It is Sunday morning. You wake up, ready to conquer the world. You wait for the usual sounds of the world to flood your senses but the world is noticeably quiet.
I’m a millennial. That generation the straddles the pre and post-internet explosion. I like to believe we are that magical generation that had the best of both worlds.
If you want to hide something from an African, put it in a book.
Dear Dark skin girl
In my teens, I watched a movie about a girl who loses her brother in an accident. She goes to a singing camp where she overcomes her stage fright and learns to properly grieve her brother. And everyone hugs at the end.
I have always been odd. Weird. When I was younger, I stuck out like a sore thumb in a time when it was extremely cool to fit in. I have had an overwhelming desire to be more than just the mould that society had cast for me even before I was born. My life was …
Dear Future Husband…
Does anyone remember 1st January 2020?
My friend got married this past weekend. And it was a beautiful ceremony. The weather was perfect for the outdoor wedding and ceremony. The bride was beautiful. The food was…. wedding food. I somehow managed to get a dress that cost me less than a dollar (UGX3000). It was amazing!
This one is about fairy tales.