There’s no much to say about myself since am still finding out who I am. Like a frigate, I am sailing around the globe, looking for the Isle of self. While at it, I dream, without making dreams my master. I sing, to keep from wailing. I write to keep my hands from trembling with indignation.
I am nobody’s darling, an outcast who wears the contradictions of his life around his body like a shawl. Like a marathoner wearing his country’s flag after winning the race.
When am not blogging, am looking for a smile in the moon, a wink in the stars and His face in the sun.
My name is Gilbert Mwangi. You can call me MG.
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