My Rock.

[RIGHT]From the Lady behind the keyboard.[/RIGHT]

I had a ferked up afternoon today and I feel so tired and worn out mentally. I feel like getting away from it all and unfortunately the best place I can find is inside the darn car and listen to my favorite “down in the dumps songs.”

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1SiylvmFI_8

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vt1Pwfnh5pc

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RSJbYWPEaxw

When I was a young girl ,My mum would assign me the chore of taking our sheep to pasture during the school holidays. I loathed that job until one day in my pre-teen years I discovered a secluded spot.

It was love at first sight. I could not believe that I had never seen the serenity amidst the craggy landscape or maybe it is because I had grown a bit taller and I was seeing the world in a different light. I climbed up the terrain and found my sitting space. A huge oval shaped black rock…I sat there and I felt that I was on top of the world. Nothing could hurt me there, no one could intrude into my life,I was the world and the world was me.
It was here I could sing my heart out, I could stand on my rock and imagine I was a superstar performing onstage.

It was there I sat and read my first romantic novel subsequently followed by all Stephen King’s novels I could find, the place I wrote an ode to a boy who had no idea who William Shakespeare was.

It was the place I tried smoking my first cigg and drunk my first shot of whiskey(stolen from pop’s stash) and the place I practiced to become excellent at using curse words.

I could spend the whole day there looking at the fleeting clouds and day dream as the sheep grazed below and on a bad day I could sit there for hours and allow tears to run down my face without fear or shame that my brother and our gang will see I am a just another weak girl…and when I descended from my rock I had put on a mask of casualness in place as I licked my wounds internally.

I realized one thing today…My rock was mine alone, I never took anyone there…It was there I unfortunately learned to fight my own battles and not to ever let anyone discover the true extent of my misery.

I miss my rock, A six story building stands in it’s place now .

I am a grown woman now and I have found another rock near my new home but it does not give me the same satisfaction or offer me peace from the turbulence of life.

I miss my rock and I hate it too because it is there I formed the habit of bearing my troubles alone.

Kuja tukunywe BEST ‘whisky’ ile @Fala 12 hukunywa akilipwa my deer

You sound like you could use a drink… Fancy a single malt?

Are you sure it was sheep or goats?

You have confused the Archpriest of the Basilica.

Niaje my other handle

@uwesmake and @Prometheus Ahsanteni.
I will have to take a raincheck coz tomorrow I have to be up early.

Am good my other handle.

Kondoo , Ng’odu or Rombo in other dialects.

Anko @uwesmake wachana na mali ya rig drivers. Utapata prado X6 chini ya trailer…

ng’ondu .

@pseudonym wish naweza jua how to pronounce ur name hukaa tu sexy

Cheap ASSS chieth! Ango iyo ni pombe ya mamboch wakipelekwa out saitan! Mtu anaenda Nederlands ni upussy kunywa iyo kitu nugu.

Nuthin’ sexy about it…
But you can call me Pseudo from hereon.

Kila nyani na starehe zake.:slight_smile:

I just love the way you play with words,… Nice one empress.

@pseudonym , you are depressing today.i will be sure to borrow that playlist if i ever feel like jumping off a building. hope your dark clouds lift soon then you can go back to giving us pseudonymph hekayas

:D:D:D:D
Even nymphos need a dick break once in a while dude.

PS.I hope you never consider jumping off a building.If you ever do.Listen to this.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gRYZijLZR-Q

no, i am very much afraid of heights,besides there are easier less painful ways to kill yourself so i cant jump. that song reminds me of 2007 or thereabout, good old days.

I love heights(not talking about the 14th floor) . We used to have a steel water tower in our neighborhood .
Climb that and you became one of the gang.
I will never forget my first climb.
The fear and adrenalin was out of this world while going up the ladder but coming down was more terrifying.:smiley: