namwano

It is a cold night thankfully there’s not much fear, rather some form of warmth surrounding my heart. Though in as much as it’s all warm and fuzzy, in the deepest part of this small heart of mine, I wish someone would embrace me. It’s been a long day-it begun on a good note and remained the same. I am no celebrity; but somehow today I had every person screaming out my name, eager to hear if I watched the previous day’s football game. I didn’t. Whoops! Sorry, I had lots of assignments to think of and do, and quite frankly I’m the last person you’d expect to be sited for 90 minutes glued to a television cheering for people who have no idea I exist and still have this grave idea in their head, that, the whole world is watching them, as in? Anyway, I ignored the whole story and on the contrary opted to go to the library. With a couple of heavy books on my left hand and my bag comfortably resting on my right arm, it was quite easy to tell, football and I just didn’t connect. So I