I feel heat coursing through my veins like an erupting volcano. My skin can’t take it anymore and I feel like I want to crawl out of it. An electric fan humming in the room the only audible sound in the vicinity. I have gotten rid of most clothes but that too ain’t working. I head to the fridge and guzzle the contents of the milk container in my mouth. I feel it’s cooling effect almost instantly as it travels down my alimentary canal and settles in the pit of my stomach. Relief starts to set in but then I feel something rising in my gut. Sir Isaac Newton please tell me why gravity ain’t working here. I rush to the sink lucky enough to arrive there moments before all the contents in my belly hit the sink. The pungent smell makes me wring my nose as I clean the sink. I’m now perspiring and shivering simultaneously only I have to stay strong. I open the cold shower and drown my sorrows away. After all they say, ‘dawa ya moto ni moto.’ I tuck myself in bed without bothering to dry myself.My heartache has just graduated to a body ache. After all the heart is part of the body anyway.
Guess I forgot to post my graduation photo when others were doing. But as they say, ‘better late than never.’ And if you happen to see the dimpled governor tell him I might just find him a nickname. Hope he finds me a hustle too, instantly like Riggy Gee.Tell him I’m a good writer, you can judge by the contents of this script.
#StillThe chronicler.
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