My 25th year Epistle
I turn twenty five today! It's quite astounding what structure one's life can fashion into. I see kids get dropped off at these private creches by their parents during my morning rides and think to myself they are going to be so smart and amazing, they are going to excel. Then I remember I went to a private creche in Randburg, Gauteng, South Africa and today I chase garbage trucks on a courier bike to dump a client's delayed garbage take-out for $0,25c as a courier service, I sell bananas and haybales off a scorch cart. What has become of that kid? What happened to all the bright dreams, outspokenness and liveliness? None all of this, life's current state, was planned, none! Ideally I am supposed to be pursuing a degree in Mechanical Engineering somewhere in Wales, living with family as well. That was the plan, where did that life's structure filter to? I wonder! I am in Zimbabwe today doing things I've never witnessed any of my parents do, and time and again