The tales of this unpaid mboch begin when the night is crystal even as the moon begs to pierce through. With my back cursing me for the hard labour I’ve put it through, I dare to dream of a future with lesser physical pains.

As the night is still young, I engage socially a little and since its no longer my strong suit, conversation you see, has always been my strong suit, I jump off to catch up on the series I purchased and I mostly just nod off before an episode is over