You don’t really know anything about anyone until the day they die

You don’t really know anything about anyone until the day they die. We are obsessed with controlling our stories, the narrative, while we are alive, but, we forget that we can drop dead anytime…

And then all the nasty stories are on display for the entire world to see… Everyone is clamoring to show the world they knew you well, they spoke with you last week and they are shocked that you died… Imagine ni jana tu tuliongea sikujua she he was going to die today..

I mourn in advance the shit you are going to say about me…

But I am also glad that many will lie and say I was an angel… That’s the only part of the African culture that I embrace… Do not speak ill of the dead…

I just woke up from this daymare in which I dreamed that I was a goner… Sleeping during the day should be outlawed…