reflection, after a break

not that i did know i should reflect,

not that i did know that this was expected of me,

like the hell if i did know but i don`t

i freaking don´t even know where the cursor is

i am mad

or the universe is busy trying to make me believe that

and this i refuse to accept

100% i refuse

and i go on typing

even not knowing where the cursor is

see, dude i started writing with my pencil so this typing should learn to sometimes give me a break

like time after time

and this i need

by the way to sound like me i have to tell a story

i will tell you one that might change your mind or you might hate me for it

but i have no option than to tell

hate me for it or kiss me but i will tell

this i agreed with the authorities that gave me life

and that i would tell a story time after time if i was allowed to live and roam free in this life

that i would remind people through my experiences that its really good to be alive

so here it is,

i wrote Atoti Koko story the continuation like a month ago,

its even in my drafts here at WordPress.com

well hell

i haven*t finished it

and i dearly wanted to share it with you

all of you

but school happened and a lot of it

fuck it!

its in the middle of the night,

and i haven`t forgotten my key like i did yesterday

i haven’t knocked on my neighbours door like sometimes back ..well another story by the way

and nobody hates me, with the exception of my Ex

and i am here not sleeping but trying to say something otherwise i go crazy.

so for the sake of tomorrow or the day after

when i seriously write …no send you the written story

just hold your horses

hold your horses for its work been worked on..that does not sound serious and then i don`t know what does

i have been accused of not been serious most times so i feel like i don`t care

its Tuesday for Gods sake why should i care?

Damn!

have a great day and welcome to the new story up coming and this time it will have some pictures, i met a great artist so the next story you will get to experience her crafts and skills by seeing them….

i wish you a great day ladies and gentlemen!!

baadaye!!

Published by stevemejja

I like the breath of life that a story breaths in me for i know that it makes sense when and only if it's told( a story) and that the only story that makes no sense is the one that is not told for no one can learn anything from it if it's locked somewhere in the deepest dark corners of someone's mind!! So lets make some sense here right? lets tell the story- thats what i say to me myself and i!!!

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