Wednesday, February 25, 2015

I Found Love in a Hopeless Place

I took a shower, put on my pajamas (read a huge man-shirt) and retired to bed. I put off the main light from my bedside switch and switched on the bedside lamp. Dim dark-purple color flooded the room. I lay face up with my hands entwined behind my head. Here I was in a very…very huge house (call it a bungalow) which would be my home for the next 2 weeks or so; surrounded by LOVE. LOVE. It was almost impossible to imagine that less than 24 hours earlier I was in a similar bed in Nairobi inside a house the size of this bedroom.