FIRST LOVE

5am I board the EMP BUS SACCO headed to work. Yes am a hustler, I grind for that mullah. Inside a matatu early in the morning and late in the evening, is where I get my brain all to myself. So here I was seated, I was the second passenger to board the matatu. I sat pensively, my brain engaged thinking about everything including nothing. The matatu stopped and a lady fine, refined and on point from head to toe gets in and sits next to me. Her perfume alone could sooth you and twist your brains into a million knots. I never raised my eyes to see the face but she looked fabulous and her level of glam was way beyond contemplation.

She shifts her head in my direction and asks me the time. I raise my wrist and look at the watch, a simple Rolex but and I read it out to her, she appreciates the gesture and a conversation is sparked. She hands me a brochure, I gladly take it and read the lead on the top. It was written, ANGELICA’S SPA. I flip the first page and see the offers they have on both genders. She proceeds by saying they offer for both genders and I can come with, if I need to surprise my woman. I blatantly defended my single self and denied the allegations of being in a commitment. She said I could go alone to relieve myself of stress.