Now, you know you can stay forever young. You have to take care of yourself. In Africa, because of the open air, the people can stay younger for a longer time and because they do not eat too much food with oil, which after all is very expensive.

Lost in my home, my love, my endeavor,

Walking alone hiding from my own shadow, seeing what appear to be moving figures, but its only my shadow creeping along beside me.

This is a poem I wrote to describe how I feel when at school.

Characters in this story are real. Setting is real. But the events are taken from a daydream I had.
I’ve never talked to him before.

Reminiscing over the joy of a family and the punishment of a mother.

Sometimes our lives can take us down paths that age us overnight, overwhelm us in a way that is larger than life itself, and makes is lose sight of the exact person we, once, had identified so readily with; our ownself.

My struggle with intense shyness and total lack of self-confidence from my childhood right through high school.