…where I really miss my two darlings, singing along to Evan Dando, Maximillian Hecker, Dover, Dinosaur Jr., Mazzy Star, Nada Surf, Eskobar, Alice in Chains, Billy Talent, Brendan Benson, Death Cab for Cutie, Jack Johnson, My Vitriol, Ride, JAMC, Keane, Kings of Convenience, LOGH, Minor Majority, Placebo, JJ72, Starsailor, The Magic Numbers, The Shins, The Sundays, Thirteen Senses, Travis, Coldplay, Danko Jones….and…the Libertines.
…where I just feel like listening to Six Feet Under “Lycanthropy” instead.
…where I pack my stuff for just another journey.
…where I haven’t seen one of those gangsta roaches for days.
…where I think about mbuzimoja from the slopes of Kikwaru in Nbo, and how great it would be if she could just come along.
…where I fall asleep with the assuredness that “Life is a journey, not a guided tour”, as Ken says.
…where I hope to be finding the truth somewhere out there in the desert in the days to come.
Heri kufa macho kuliko kufa moyo. – It is better to lose your eyes than to lose your heart.