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A lazy Saturday

After a tiresome and seemingly busy week I woke up to a Saturday intending to lazy all day long. I deliberately left the bed late: 08:20hrs. I made some duty that initially made me leave the blankets. I came back to a cup of tea alongside green mealies. Some time later I realize there is some bread lying in the house. I want to make a cup of but then I see there is coca cola. So I shelve tea making and grab a glass of coke instead.

I took charge of the remote and sit in front of TV. We don’t have many local TV channels so I switch between France 24 and SABC soaps. I realize the news coming out of the news channel is no longer new. I try to stick to the soaps but sitting in front of the screen tires me. I feel bored in front of it. I switch to the News and Sports channel for la Liga highlights. They don’t excite me at all.

I realize I’m low key at the moment. I talk to Danny and she cheers me. She encourages me to dance. I realize I’m no good at dancing but I got better with the thought of us dancing.
I realize a friend told me to read page 63 (or so) of Collective Amnesia. So I take the anthology and read poetry as I watch boring TV.

ZESA goes. And I realize I need to bath. So I grab my bucket (water is gone to so no running water here). I also realize I need a long bath.
Shower thoughts hits my head. I’m thinking why I’m thinking of a long bath. The inspiration behind bathing differently today. It’s weird I can’t tell you.

I started thinking of the dream bathroom I wanna have when the future arrives. A bathroom with a board and marker to record thoughts as they hit. I imagine my future room mate seeing today’s thoughts. I mean the inspiration behind my long bath. Then I laugh at my dreams. I laugh at how I’m an ex prisoner of hope. Of how I’m not sure if I will own a bathroom. I literally laugh at how me Master of Arts holder can no longer afford to dream of a bathroom with a wife to see my awesome bathroom thoughts. I laugh at my situation. I feel relieved because of the laughter.
I come back to write this for my blog and ZESA is back. The kids seems powerless to shout at the top of their voices “Magetsi auyaaaaa”. They just say “Magetsi auya”. No connection between the shouts

Published by advocateofunpopularopinions

I am a preacher confused in the constant happenings of life. I have been secretive about inner thoughts. Now I want to flow with them. I want to vomit. The pen is my link to the paper. The keyboard becomes the first step towards you. The internet will sort everything else considering I am not broke.

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