I didn't plan it. There was no agenda. No calculation. A friend of mine — a creative — had been in a situation for years that I couldn't stop thinking about. The more I turned it over in my mind the more unjust it felt. Businesses...
Thursday. Still in it. Nobody told me to perform. That's the thing I keep coming back to. Nobody sat me down and said — right, from now on, make it look effortless. Make the capable look natural. Don't let anyone see the cost. I just...
A therapist gave me a word for it. Actually, two words. Hyper competent. She said it like it was a diagnosis, which I suppose it was. And my first instinct — because I am who I am — was to take it as a compliment. Hyper competent....
Thursday. Somewhere between knowing and changing. I've been thinking about Ms Rose all week. Not in a sad way. In a studying way. Like going back to read a book you read as a child and realising you understood none of it the first time. She never asked...
I caught myself doing it again. That's the thing about naming a pattern — you can't unsee it. Since Entry 01 went up, I've been watching myself in real time. Mid-conversation, mid-meeting, mid-friendship. And there it is, every single time, quiet and automatic — the mental...
Someone asked me today what I do for fun. I paused longer than I should have. Long enough for it to be awkward. And in that pause I went through a mental list — DJing, the podcast, the company, writing — before I realised that every...
I don't have friends. I have collaborators. There. I said it. I've been sitting with this thought for a while now, turning it over in my head like a song I can't quite place. It came out of a session — one of those conversations where someone...
I left the family WhatsApp group a while back. Not with a big, dramatic exit or a long, scathing message. Just a quiet, almost imperceptible departure. One moment I was there, a passive observer in a sea of shared photos and sporadic "Good Morning" messages,...
Here I am, writing while I fly...
I am terrible with money, or at least I used to be...
I must truly be inspired! Two blogs in a week! Maybe I should travel more…. I’m in the UK, and frankly, the inspiration is flowing. There’s something about being away from the daily routine and the good chaos of Kenya that clears the mind. This...
We need to talk, no, not about my one blog a year habit, something more important . For a long time, I had this constant hum in the background of my life. It was anxiety. Specifically, it was this habit of always, always anticipating the worst....
Death is a great leveller. It is no respecter of person, position, race, gender, or any other human construct. Death just is. I remember growing up I was surrounded by death before I even knew what it meant. My mom died when I was 4;...
"There's a billion people on the planet, what does any one life really mean?"Susan Sarandon - Shall We Dance?I haven't written for a while and yes, that's how the majority of my posts start. By now, you know the drill - I'll write something about...
I've been challenged to start writing again. Apparently, I am good at it and should explore it more. Tell me something that I don't know! Seriously though, I really apologise for not being as consistent as I should be on this website. A lot has happened...
There’s never a right time to say goodbye It’s a very ordinary Sunday and the only thing that I’ve done different from all the other Sundays is that I was taken to brunch by a good friend of mine. It was in a new hotel in...
This isn’t a sensational headline, this is not an attempt to shock you into reading another hard hitting opinion piece on race relations, this is me, exhausted, hurting and just fucking tired. I am tired of this never ending war on black people. I am...
I hate flying. I try to keep myself busy. I listen to a lot of music. I plan, I time block, and still, only an hour of this flight is gone. So I always fall back to my in-flight routine. I write. Maybe being in the air...
"Brother I'm a careful, humble, reckless, arrogant, extravagant N**ga probably battlin' with manic depression Man, I think I'm going mad again. It's like I'm happy for a second then I'm sad again And to my fans, the reason I could get to this You're my drug, the instrumental my therapist Dave...
"Good friends we've had, good friends we've lost, along the way. In this bright future you can't forget your pastSo dry your tears I say" Today, more than ever, as I thank you all for all your birthday messages I am probably in a more reflective...
Sometimes you need to remind yourself...
I've always had a great deal of respect for John Allan Namu, I have seen him grow from being a newbie in the Kenyan News scene to perhaps our top investigative journalist. He has always struck me as someone who wants to use his talent...
As a disciple of music, most notably Reggae Music, I am well versed in the culture of the dubplates that DJ's worldwide crave for. For those who don't know, a dubplate is a personalised song, crafted specifically for you that tells your audience that you...
I don't usually sit down and pat myself on the back, life has taught me to stay humble and let your work speak for itself. Growing up in Jamaica in the 80's, my childhood was spent listening to musicians singing about repatriation and "Back to...
I'm old enough to have enjoyed the late 80's resurgence of Aretha Franklin, her music with George Michael, Annie Lennox and others kept her on our screens. Then in the late 90's she dropped an album which featured a gem of a song " A...
