I pay rent now. Personal fulfillment and self-preservation have been embroiled in a lively tête-à-tête. A devious merchant peddled the notion that they can't peacefully coexist, and now revels in the chaos. This clingy notion is like that sneaky bathroom tissue stuck to the bottom of your shoe, you just can't shake it off. So…
The New Age
I was doom scrolling on Instagram when I stumbled upon a sweet Instagram post. User x was singing praises to her driver who practically moonlights as Mary Poppins for his employer and her kids. Despite having his own family, he dedicates a significant amount of his time in service to her family. In fact, in…
MAY I RAMBLE?
When did we get here. I wasn't completely honest. Or you weren't completely listening. We made a mess. Our cowardly spirits waited for something to give and something did. The carnage was brilliant. I hate you now. You hate me too. Or you haven't given me any thought at all. I'm insignificant to you. Truthfully…
TRAPPED
Where do socks go when you need them most? It's never the whole pair, just one side. Wambui could write a whole dissertation about the sock crisis but she doesn't have the time right now. She checks her watch, 11:30 am, 'shit!'. She's already late and she hasn't started on her make-up yet. She's the…
LANGUAGE
'My head weighed a boat' Those words caught my attention. They reminded me of metaphors and similes and onomatopea. The worry I felt when I went too deep into a story without using any of these colourful tools. The pride I felt when they flowed through me like a river and stained the paper. The…
LOST
You lose yourself sometimes; get caught up in your responsibilities, worry about who will judge your choices, overwhelm yourself with the emotions of everyone but yourself, no longer find joy in the things you do...the usual. If you're lucky, you notice you're not yourself early. The journey back to you is short. It's easier to…
GETTING HER BACK
Creativity is odd. What and how you create largely depends on your head space, the type of life you're living, the kind of people you're meeting, the moods you're oscillating around. Capitalism, however, wasn't designed to accommodate the human condition. Capitalism is the annoying bouncer at the club. Make him happy and you'll have the…
NOT THIS AGAIN
I think 'happierroad' is a stupid name for a blog. It made sense at the time. It was also more important that I just started something than how great that something was. Now I'm wondering what I was on. A part of me feels no one really cares about names, they care about the work…
TIME
Full disclosure, I'm not okay. I haven't been for a while. It's been such a while that I have started accepting this state as part of who I am. The worst part is I don't even remember how or when it started. It's like having a persistent itch in your chest. You want to scratch…
IN PASSING
His heart didn't skip a beat. He wasn't scratching his ear. His face didn't suddenly become hot. His left eyebrow didn't rise. Yet she was drop dead gorgeous. His body wasn't doing what it does when his eyes meet a woman like her. Then again, his eyes have never met a woman like her. It's…
HAPPIER ROAD 