Tun tun tuuuun... I imagine that this is the sound a xylophone makes when it's struck. At least that's the sound my two-year-old makes when he sees the xylophone in his letter...
Today I reached out to a formerly close friend just to see how they were doing. How they were genuinely doing. It's been so long since we talked, and I can't imagine that there...
Growing up, I had friends who felt like my entire world.We didn’t just play together; we built universes out of dusty playgrounds, half-broken toys, and endless laughter....
I should begin with a confession: I don’t trust stingy men. Not because I’m materialistic, but because scarcity has a way of stripping romance of its skin. Hunger is...
I like being broke, romantically broke to be precise. There’s a strange kind of honesty that comes when you love someone and your wallet is on airplane mode. The kind...
Friendship used to be so simple.
We’d spend the entire day together without needing a reason. Just vibes. Eating junk food, talking about everything and nothing, staying...
What Women Often Miss About Men
A deeper look into the inner world of men—and the invisible burdens they carry.
What if the silence that follows most men isn’t...
The Truth Behind What You're Really Asking
There’s something undeniably touching about being seen, really seen. Especially when it happens through a fleeting moment: a...
Let me take you back to a hot Monday morning—University of Nairobi, my first day on campus.
Admissions were happening at Taifa Hall. The crowd? Madness. The line stretched...
There’s a particular kind of pain that comes from watching someone you care about struggle in a way you can’t fix.
Not just a bad mood or a rough day. Not the kind...
I grew up in a house where roles were quietly, but firmly, divided. The kind of home where cooking wasn’t just something women did — it was what defined them. We had...