In high school, I was always consulted on song dedications that my classmates wished to dedicate to their boyfriends on love letters.
She told me of the hefty package of pain that cancer comes with, the costly affair called cancer treatment. She told me how she misses going back to run her business.
I will really try to call her Maryanne.
The thing about being a creative is that there will be days when you will crave for validation.
There has to be pastor Ng'ang'a chants in the DJ's mix. Kama hakuna, kaa na mama yako.