Fear of the Unknown

I woke up to the ramblings of my mom. Or should I say the ramblings of my mom woke me up. It was around 7 in the morning. She barged into my room only to find me rubbing my eyes and stretching my lanky frame. She was quick to berate me for sleeping for way…

Idongesit

The more I try to recall, the farther away it drifts. Trying to hold on to the memory of a dream has always been a battle for me; a battle I lose too often. True that I have had my fair share of dreams that I don’t regret forgetting the details (nobody wants to recall…