I woke up early one morning opened the fridge and realized that I have no milk for my favorite muesli breakfast. I knew mine was a long walk to the unknown supermarket that I once saw when driving past, with my wife on our way to town.
I desperately needed to buy at least a liter of fresh milk for my dry muesli breakfast. I particularly love to the fruity versions.Apart from some crunchy granola versions, the nutty ones can sometimes be too nutty and too crunchy for my pre molars.
But first I went cyber to check my emails and what’s trending on twitter,I didn't want to miss the usual drama in Parliament especially since the controversial Brine Molefe was appointed as a Member of Parliament.
I was also expecting an email from my publishers regarding my book “THE AZANIAN”, I couldn't be happier to use it as a scapegoat for me to roam around the web.
I was also expecting an email from my publishers regarding my book “THE AZANIAN”, I couldn't be happier to use it as a scapegoat for me to roam around the web.
I put on my , walk friendly gear and was off to the streets looking for the unknown supermarket via the according to me, the tranquilest environment with indigenous trees populated by different birds, and various breeds of dogs, silently barking acknowledging their territories.Consequently I decided to lower my pace to "let the sleeping dogs lie", looking eastwards minding my own business.
It was not long after first light when suddenly my breath was taken away by this super awesome sunrise and I knew in an instant, It will be gone as it appeared.
And I stood still, like a robot, went straight for my 21- pixels Sony cellphone camera, to capture the perfect moment of the awesome sunrise.
But I soon realized that I was dreaming as I heard my alarm clock emergency like ring-tone-that brought me back to reality and made think of the person I’m allergic to, my boss. And my dream was gone, gone too soon, maybe forever...
