It's time like these that I long for the herb that was found on Solomon's grave! It's 5 minutes to 5 in the morning and I haven't had a wink for the last 18 or so hours. Yet sleep doesn't come. Some night owl on twitter calls it insomnia and all of a sudden I realize am not the only one.
I guess i am the last to watch that Rapho YouTube sheng video and I realize it is not as bad as tweeps made it sound when it was trending. But it was bad nonetheless and am not sure it resonates much with his target audience.
And did I mention I am doing this post on my phone and in darkness? The righteous guys at Kenya Power have deemed it wise to deprive us of power as if we do not pay for it. I guess getting up to the sixth floor where I live at 2AM in pitch darkness is their idea of fun..... And wonder of wonders, there is some loon playing Ken Wa Maria full blast this early just next door! Na siskii generator kwake.... That's why dreads are not meant to live in tenement yards!
All is peaceful outside but my mind is a sea of turmoil. My eyes are straining now but with a full no work day looming, what the blood clot....
The thoughts are getting harder to express so I give up. Can't wait for daylight to pay a visit to my herb supplier just a floor below...
Rastafari Bless!
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