TRUDDIE'S DIMENSION

Image:  Pinterest The other day my friend asked me three questions; 1. Where did you get the courage to shave your hair? 2. Didn't you fear that you might look funny or something? 3. And how did it feel after shaving? It's been five months since I shaved. I did it after my birthday but the decision to shave had been on my mind for more than a year. For me the journey to the big chop off was quite long. First came the idea to shave which I couldn't shake off. It was like a yearning to see the other side of me and honestly I was tired of thinking of the many hairstyles to wear. Sitting in the salon for hours has never been fun. Second came the season where I kept on asking my family and  friends how I'd look like if I'd shave. Of course most of them said NO. I remember mentioning it couple of times to my mum till she was done. She just said, "Wacha kushinda ukisema utanyoa. Enda tu unyoe." I stopped asking then but I kept on thinking of the different o...

  Image:  Pinterest If I was to randomly ask a number of people to tell me something they remember about their past, best believe me most of them would start with a sad or painful story before a happy one. Most of us never have to think about a painful past. It's always there. For a happy one we have to think and scratch our heads. It's amazing how we resonate with pain. It's really quite interesting how we easily reach out to it. Whether we know it or not, the emotion most of us humans are more familiar with is pain. I mean we came to this world through pain. We only start walking after a few painful falls. Teething is painful. Biologically, some pain is necessary for our safety or it's a signal to some kind event. We feel pain like grief which only makes us human. Grief as painful as it stings is the symbol of love. Such kinds of pain I call them normal because we can't really avoid it. We will all have to experience it one time or another. We learn to live with...

  I like playing Chess when I am bored. There is a way the game makes me think and reason. I almost feel like my neurons are firing every time I play and I enjoy that tiring high. I still call myself an amateur though because hell, Chess is a complex game. It could be an entire course by itself and I probably wouldn't do too well.

Shadows I've been reading a book titled Dry by Augusten Burroughs . It is a memoir actually. I'm generally not so big on memoirs but I love stacking them in my phone library anyway. I like collecting them then I tell myself I'll read them when I feel like I need to or when I feel like a higher power is guiding me to read one. That happens like once a year or it never happens.