Love has the easiest way to make you do crazy things. All of a sudden decisions that were life and death quickly become a matter of impulse.
I wnat to believe that in love I have a choice; but may be the only choice I have is whether to continue enjoying my life or to let nature takes its course, and my existence will slowly but surely sublime into another, my dreams too, my destiny too. For that is alltrue love is about, the merging of two destinies that were headed the same way in the first place.
Cheki bresh,
Wasee wangapi wamekukatia. That could really be something worth writing about…really muse about that. The approaches, the shyness, tha lack of style, the small things that put you off kabisa, the way they lit you up only to find that they were faking it. Come on, they are so so many.
Nice time