I know these may come as a surprise to you, as the era of letters flew away with Kenya Post office with their stamps, I remember vividly in high school when I used to have a budget for stamps and this was always included in the shopping list and being one of those dudes whom their girlfriends preferred love letters over real dates I had to buy them, sorry forgot I was writing a letter to you.
It has taken me all my senses including the sixth one just to come up with heartfelt words with warmth from me to you. It has been well over four months since we last spoke and if my memory serves me right we were asking each other whether Westlands nowadays has Kenyatta Avenue which you never replied therefore I guessed you have never been to Westlands, but do not worry my plans for 2013 is to take you out more often including the upmarket places so that we can envision on how good our lives could have been if our forefathers could have stolen land in Kenya.
The last four months have been both punishing and great, heck is these really a feeling or what, anyway, I had school to clear and that semester I was stupid enough to select three statistical courses and not the elementary ones as you may think, it was also the period I was tasked by my school to look for attachment, these guys call it Practicum, a very heavy word to ensure that you are afraid of the course itself.
I also got to meet new people, obtain more twitter followers, as you see am becoming more social, but you were always in my heart before I met them.
I cannot imagine my life without you, you always criticised me, gave me counsel and even courage that one day I will make it, I have never understood people make it to where, hell ? heaven? or really nowhere.
While I was away I finally was able to realise what my freinemies have been telling me " ati Kitengela sio Nairobi" , so I finally decided to move closer to Nairobi by shifting, jees I miss Kitengela, it’s the only place where you can be able to listen to recorded Dexter series and hear two series of Fifty Two minutes back to back then listen to lingala music before arriving to your destination, but Kitengela story is for another day, today am writing a letter to you.
Do you believe in miracles, me I do and I thank you for making me believe in them, sorry am just confused as am jotting down lyrics to woo you.
I would wish to write a lot of my emotional stuff to you but my goal is always not to bore you, so my closing salutation shall be HAPPY 2013 !
With warmest regards,
iRest....
