Passion is everything. It can help you understand something very well more than someone who had to under education program.
The sun was very hot, very normal for people living in Mombasa. As we made our way to the beach, it was already full despite being a week day.
People are quickly appreciating importance of having holidays and relax from their very busy day jobs. Many of the people here came as families.
It was really impressive to see parents and their children enjoying themselves at the beach. One of the families really caught my attention. Their dad was so funny and lively. He lied down and his wife together with their kids applied the sand all over his body. They covered almost every inch of his body, including his face. He was a big guy with a big tummy. But that seemed not to stop him from having fun.
They were happy to do it to their dad and didn’t stop laughing. It was hilarious. This motivated the other dad’s to request same from their family. The beach looked funny.
We decided to have a ride into the marine park before joining the fun. Several guys approached to offer boat ride services. One of them stood up. He was very persuasive and we decided to take his offer.
He knew the ocean like the back of his hand. From the different parts of the ocean to the different animals. He was a great swimmer and diver. With no equipment but just a pair of shorts.
She has a vivid imagination,
Spends most of her time , day dreaming,
She lives in her own world,
She is a unique human species.
Too careful in all her ventures,
You may confuse it to playing safe,
But she calculates her moves carefully,
She is a perfections.
Temper is one thing she is yet to work on,
Gets angry very fast,
Luckily, she mostly vanishes during such times,
Or go mute all the same.
Her happiness is contagious,
You can't resist her warm smile,
Always with headsets,
And you can can tell she is always enjoying whatever she is hearing.
She is difficult to read,
You may never be able to tell whether she is happy or not,
Always smiling and preserves her comments like all the time,
She likes to do most of her stuff solo.
It's 6:30 am and alarm goes ding-dong.
Without further ado, I open one eye wide enough to check the snooze button and my finger does the justice. 10 minutes added to my sleep.
The 10 minutes run so fast that I end up snoozing 5 times or was it 8 times? Lost the count along the way.
Thoughts starts giving me pep talks. Which shortly turns to warnings and eventually threats. I start thinking of all consequences of being lazy. I see myself have a hectic day.
Fear try to scare me but my body is yet to respond. I think this one of the things that made my 10 minutes seem very short.
Then I try to plead with my thoughts to allow me exceed the sleep for a few minutes peacefully. But there was no way, I was winning this fight.
The phone slides off away from my bed and the alarm won't go off. I try to cover my head with pillows. But the alarm song is so loud and annoying.
Why did I choose such a bad song as my alarm tone? Then I remember, it was supposed to motivate me wake up ASAP. Plus the high volume was to make me jump out of the bed.
I have no choice left here but just divorce my bed. My eyes are yet to fully surrender, they are still itchy and not opening up. I drag myself to the bathroom.
Common sense start sinking in and things start to make sense. Reality hits me and my speed shots. Chap chap, things start flowing and boom, time to start my day.
It will be an awesome day.