This holiday weekend I went on a much deserved trip away from campus and home to a place where I would be comfortable but alone to think.  I thought discovering things about oneself was a good thing and that wasn’t really the plan but that was what happened. What I wanted was to rest and…

Makeda

One Mornings in the city of Mekelle always look like mornings after a holiday. The excitement from a previous night’s party is still a fresh etch in everyone’s mind as they lounge around on tiny wooden chairs on the side of the streets, crabby but fixed on staying awake, grass and bottle corks everywhere, a…

Young Adult 

Children We were minds of timid curiosity  Touching, prodding, slowly patting  If it bites, jump back but it’s okay if it doesn’t  Overly imaginative, a little crazy and very stupid  But I guess it’s all the same It was celebrated  Or met with a slap on the wrist  To cause a bruise that healed too…

Writer? God?

It’s getting harder to quit this blog because every time I think I’ve ran out of things to say, I come up with things to say. So it seems like I’ll just keep coming to back to claim that my opinions matter and everyone should stop their lives and listen to me.  I’ve been dealing…

Ignorance is Bliss….I Don’t Trust Bliss

“Ignorance is Bliss” is a very often discussed controversial idea. I mean thinking is exhausting, so very infuriating and seemingly pointless. I’ve been told that generally nothing good ever comes from thinking too much. Well, Dr. Yohannes Asfaw aka John and esteemed Author Amanuel Sahle disagree. Last night was a very good night. I totally…

Let’s get something straight about me

I was going to take time off this blog for this month and focus on other things. Believe it or not, I do other things too. But something came to my attention and while silence is usually a very good response to a lot of things, I wasn’t gifted with this particular trait of letting…

Uh oh 

The best way to salvage the Sunday morning after a Saturday night of partying hard with your reaction engineering assignment, is to watch anime movies. Coffee asks too much of you sometimes. Cartoons, anime and sitcoms sooth those overthinking muscles and they don’t give you a lot to think about. Or so I thought. I…

About Being Weird

Sometimes I honestly wish there was a button I could push to stop my brain. It’s uncomfortable up in here. It’s like that loud grrrrrrrr sound my old laptop used to make. And I wonder if it’s just me that has this problem or everyone else does too and if they do suffer from their…

The Apex Predator

 I’d said in a previous post that I didn’t want to become a critique of the world. I just want to be a writer unless these things are one and the same. I still haven’t figured out if they are the same thing but I continue to be a writer who complains about the world….

Poetry

It’s not bad or good It’s real or fake Because there is no good or bad sadness There is only real or fake. Let’s take that ink to paper Who the hell cares if it rhymes?   But listen, You stop being the person who enjoys parties Or anything much You’ll be paying attention Or…

I’m a Hypocrite.

So yeah. I am finally that bored. And by ‘that bored’ I mean to a point where there’s a single high pitched note in my ears because I have exhausted my over thinking muscles and even my migraine hates me now and has given up on me. I’m a dangerous person when I am bored….

An excerpt 

…..Betty and I were slowly getting used to being around each other without the others and it wasn’t difficult because we liked each other but it wasn’t as easy as one would have thought considering we’d known each other and been friends for years. We were learning new things about each other we sometimes liked…