That time of the month...

'Anyone who lives within their means suffers from a lack of imagination’ – Oscar wilde.

I'm broke again *sigh*

Well not really but still. I have this annoying habit. When I check my account balance halfway thru the month and it still looks healthy (because I've been frugal the first two weeks anticipating, wait for it, the end of the month...) I tend to splurge. According to someone close, I splurge on my friends tho one of them would beg to differ... that's ok though. We don't kick it that much so she wouldn't know the difference. Lol. Where was I? Oh yes, splurging. And it's always on booze, booze in a different city or booze in a different bar. Always booze. *sigh* I told myself to leave my debit card at home but it's soo tempting to just go SWIPE that bad boy and take out that mulah baby! Since it's mine right?! RIGHT !? Then why does it deplete so quickly!? DAMN U MONEY! Manage urself better! (passing the buck tastes oh so sweet!)

I wanna know what Wilde was on when he used this quote " Anyone who lives within their means suffers from a lack of imagination ".

I used to be hella sexy starved looking when I did the above tho. Maybe I should put all my money into my savings and go down the same route. I'll still be sexily starved doe eyed (we can hope) babe but have money! WIN WIN! He he he.

Thot for the day:

It may be hard for an egg to turn into a bird: it would be a jolly sight harder for it to learn to fly while remaining an egg. We are like eggs at present. And you cannot go on indefinitely being just an ordinary, decent egg. We must be hatched or go bad.
C. S. Lewis

What am I listening to right now? Tight Rope by Janelle.Apt don't u think? Tightrope between being broke and rich :D

Lost in translation much?

Anyone who knows me, maybe not so intimately but knows me somewhat, knows I love to travel. In the past 6 months I have travelled in and around the Rift Valley province county, Central province (there goes that word again, HABIT) county and parts of Eastern. If you stretch your memory or mine as far back as last December, I made serious rounds with the fam & my other fam aka my friends. Gotta love em all. I’ve attached a map that shows in a nut shell areas traversed. I really doubt I’ll make it to Lodwar or Garissa this year but I really want to make it to Lamu. Every year since I came home 3 years ago I’ve been planning on it and not managing to make the trip *sigh*. Maybe we should really book that pad now…

I would also love to travel to Lagos this December. Dunno how that’s gonna work out due to several factors but where there’s a will? Lol.

Leaving the city brings to mind two things (because there is always a yin and a yang): push and pull factors. For every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction. Leaving could mean you’re running away from something. Or alternatively running TO something. I believe I run to piece of mind. My mother asked me two weekends ago if I was running to someone. Which was funny since she knows I love to just bounce! (do people still say that?!), her sarcasm (since I mentioned it while already on the road) and that uncanny feeling that there might be a man involved since two weeks before that I was in Nakuru again. This time it was a cleansing trip for a friend (she really needed to get away, or maybe that was me who believes everything’s always better when you view it from afar- like two hours away or more far). The last road trip before that was coerced (the rents) since taking my cucu to shags for a harambee doesn’t count. (who knew they still do harambees?!)

Leaving the city enables me to purge myself of random thoughts, niggling doubts, badassness and remember who I am. I think. I don’t like the missing church on Sunday tip but getting on the road always makes me feel cleansed emotionally and spiritually. I feel closer to God even. Nairobi has a lot of things clamouring for my attention. My family, friends, work, school… social life? If I’m really sneaky on a road trip I can even read an entire book without having to make it into a club :D

Where am I going with this you might ask? Nowhere really. I’m just reminiscing on how cool it is to feel the wind blowing thru ur tough as nails African hair, listening to well, literally the sound of nature (since my car stereo was jacked) or bonding with my peoples, doing fun stuff like going into the gorge at Hell’s Gate and traversing the entire thing, biking (which you don’t do in Nai), eating food from random places praying you don’t get ill, checking out how other people live in their towns… going to see people like Robbie who gets so happy when we go to see him since it’s almost like we haven’t forgotten him, that chap living on the outskirts of maisha. If ur not living in Nairobi… most people forget ur living at all.

Thank God for travel J