Today is a special Monday. A special birthday. One of those milestones in life. But like all my previous birthdays, I am always broke, lonely, even worse now, in a land far away from where my umbilical cord was buried.The temperatures are dropping faster than a newly elected politician's morals.
You may not be able to send a card or some well-brewed dried chang'aa, but you can read the lessons I have learnt in my long life.