Welcome to the circus, all clowns one side and let's take a moment of silence to our lost souls. Mjolo isn't for the faint hearted. Hope I did just to this narrative.
Job hunting has always been tricky but the thrill of the search keeps one going. Over the years I've landed short contracts and have been hopping from one job to another.
Writing conflicted with my love for numbers, building models to point where I was confused, I didn't know what to do. What field to follow, life became less interesting because I had so many interests. I was confused.
Dear Passion I don't know where I'd be if it wasn't for you. I don't think I'd be able to wake in the morning and genuinely look forward to my day. I don't know if I'd be able to breathe without you. Without you passion I'm incomplete. Over the past months, I must... Continue Reading →
Graduating from one of Mzansi's to Universities "If you're not happy just quit, and keep hunting for your happiness." Many a time we are told to follow our dreams, to do what feels right to us, to do what we love. But, how many people have told you the honest truth that the road... Continue Reading →
Thrown into the debt society As a kid, I always admired the women who stood in front of the class talking to the young minds. The women who instilled knowledge to the young minds, who became their 8 hours 5 days a week mother. The women who were passionate, whose presence oozed of love,... Continue Reading →