The Little Things

I’ve often wondered what drives people to behave in ways that aim to mask vulnerability; we’ve created this rather unhealthy habit of focusing on what’s missing and consuming energy that solidifies our negative views of the world we live in. We’re never happy and there is always room for more, and when we come to …

Damilola

My bedroom at my previous apartment looks out onto another row of flats; I had this neighbour there, Dami, crazy, cute, fresh like today’s bread banker. Dami is the type of guy for ‘clubs every Friday, get drunk every Saturday, fuck on Saturday night and sleep in on Sundays’. He had been trying to get …