Reflection_Ignorance Is Bliss_Twisted logic_I Didn't Realize
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Reflection
“Beautiful!!!” He exclaimed looking at the beauty of sunrise.“yeah, looks like more important than the damn sleep” the other one obeyed with him."Haha, you said my inner word" he hadn't turned to see and continued "do you come here daily?""No, only when you come" other guy replied“Why?" he turned around. "Why do you look like me?” Both swww.onedoor.ccaid at once looking to each other.“who are you?” Again, both said but one with emotions included in his words and other calm. The calm guy fell into thoughts when the other guy shrugged his shoulders.“Ah! I feel tired, I need to head back to home and take rest”...
Ignorance Is Bliss
“You’ll never know unless you try! Just one pill will take all your problems away!”The incessant cries of the street vendors fell upon deaf ears as Adamu Otieno raced down the busy road on his rickety bicycle, feeling the warm Mombasa breeze brush past his face. The cobalt blue paintwork had faded long ago, but the good-natured twenty year old did not mind. His bicycle got him to all the places he needed to be, and for that he was grateful. He had one more stop to make before he could finally call it a day and head home. As Adamu approached Nehru Road, the vibrant scents from the market wafted...
Twisted logic
Tuesday January 2ndDear diary,I did it! I got the job! All my hard work is finally paying off! There aren’t enough exclamation points in the world to describe how happy I am!!!!!! There is no time to celebrate however, because Im supposed to meet up with my first client next Friday. I have so much to do before then. I have to get new clothes(cause girls go crazy for a sharp dressed man), new equipment, and I think I need to register with the state. I’m not sure if I should be a corporation or an LLC? Does this mean I have to pay in quarterly? Anywhoo, I can figure that out tomorrow. I just nee...
I Didn't Realize
I didn’t ask the question, where am I from?... but once. Until she was gone! The look on her face didn’t say: I don’t know. It said have I not done a good job? Barbara was the oldest of twelve children. So, caring for others was expected and necessary.Growing up in the thirties, her parents worked for the local market owner. My grandmother Rainey, my mom’s mother worked as a maid in the Pair’s house. As a child, I remember mom telling the story of her birth on the floor of that store. She would say that grandma had to pay for the loss income during the birth and clean up, because a black woman...