I rarely dream. Even when I do, I can't remember the dream when I wake up. It usually takes coincidence to make me remember I've dreamt. Even then, its in bits and pieces. But I remember this one. Bizarre. Ethereal. Funny. Obviously the dream has been smoothened out for your ease of understanding. I awoke … Continue reading Sexual Mileage
I had been driving around aimlessly. Officially the sallah holidays were slated for Monday and Tuesday, but Abuja was already empty. This was Sunday afternoon... Area 11 Garki bore striking similitude to Chernobyl. I was bored. Lost. Pissed. Not my ideal Sunday afternoon. I was bereft of excitement and desperately needed to get into some … Continue reading Happy Eid el Kabir?