Some girls don’t like cuddling

I believe in the sanctity of sleep.


Other side of pain

Have you ever thought 'if they only understood me they'd know where I am coming from' especially when we are wrongly branded or unjustly punished for something we did or said that was from a seemingly good place? I say seemingly because our hearts are quite often 'desperately wicked' and cannot be trusted. As I... Continue Reading →

“I was born this way!”- Erm, not quite

I won't touch the Lady Gaga's song or the LGBTQIA connotation that comes with the phrase.  "When an inner situation is not made conscious, it appears outside as fate."~ Carl Jung I have this 12 week 'course' I am doing called The Artist's Way, and a lot of change in me can be blamed on... Continue Reading →

Levels of ‘poop’ management 

I like to equate growth with potty training. While you are a step up from pooping in diapers constantly, growth comes with learning to: Making a habit of telling an older person you need to poo, even if you are in your diapers, so that they can rush you to the potty or the nearest... Continue Reading →

The friends that gotta go

There are people who are so easy to walk away from; they irritate you at first sight, show their nasty true colors after one or two or several seatings... And these people I will cut off without a second thought. I quite honestly like this type. It doesn't have to be a complete severance, I'll... Continue Reading →

Admit it, We Killed Feminism

Several course meal for thought.

Watch as a woman with access to equal opportunity to greatness is stifled by the standards and expectations we set on her because society’s standards are not the standards of equality yet.

There are things I wouldn’t like to admit to myself. Things such as the encroachment of stupidity in my surroundings that seems to be a willing indulgence as opposed to a tragic outcome of schools becoming the meeting point of kerosene and fire as opposed to the best possible brains. Things such as the need for activism, more especially gender based activism in an age where it is generally accepted that we’ve done enough damage with the empowered girl child and need to collect the boy child from a drunken stupor after he drops out of school because there is no room for him on the path to a board room chair. Things such as saying women need…

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Well! That was intense!


You meet at a friend’s house party. You step out and find him leaning against a car. You nod hello. After five minutes of silent sitting, he asks what you’re doing outside at a party.

“I’m out here to take a smoke.” You don’t drink.

“Really? Me too.”

“Do you have a lighter?”

He shakes his head no. “Do you have a cigarette?”

You shake your head no. You both blush. Why was your first instinct to lie?

You talk for ten minutes. It’s not magical. He complains a lot about his job and the country, and you find a way to see every male action as sexist. His sister wants to leave, so he does too. You only remember him fondly because you were both out there to stare at the moon. That big, cheesy, orange orb, in all its majesty, brought you together.

Five days later, he texts…

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Advice to my 25 year old self

Two things- this blog is meant to start a conversation or spark a realization. Entertainment is also good; I’m happy if you smile. I am by no means a life expert and what I write here, if it is not scriptural, it is subject to change or evolve- growth. So whatever you read here, don’t pin... Continue Reading →


Reach out, don’t retreat.

Mind Conversations

When I was growing up I knew I was going to be successful. I loved school and my grades were in line with my dreams.I imagined having a family, a beautiful house, a nice car, gorgeous kids and taking family vacations, everything looked so real.I just couldn’t wait to grow up.

Last year, as the year was coming to an end, I almost lost my job and things didn’t get better after that, so I decided to quit my job and figure my life out. Everything wasn’t going according to plan. I finished school, got good grades in campus, got a job then another then another and now I was tired of looking. So I decided to start my business. It seemed like a great idea. Now all my childhood fantasies were on the way to becoming a reality. I had a few friends to back me up on the…

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I got you boo.

‘Wambaire, you really are doing well.’ Skeptics! Come join me as I sip tea! I had a 3+ hour WhatsApp call with Portia last night and after sharing with her my signs and symptoms of stupidity, she concludes our conversation with that. I think there is something wrong with her because that does not quite sound... Continue Reading →

Allowing yourself to be ‘beaten’

Because God is all about whooping some goodness into you. We say ‘Our Father’ so there is no reason why this analogy should not fit. As usually, I will talk about myself; your turn comes at the end of this post in the comments section. This need not be a monologue. Yesterday as I was... Continue Reading →

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