Unrepentant storyteller and laptop hugger.
Today, we drove to Tarkwa Bay. This was something I should have done with Mr. Kiepenfocker a long time ago. I am not a great surfer, but I try. I patted Celina’s hood and gazed at the beach. The sun was peering out from the clouds and the winds pushed the whitecaps across the surface of the water.
Apparently, 31% of guys didn’t know they owe their relationships to barbers. Did they think they could keep their girlfriends without that ritzy fade or pristine hairline? In the stone-age, cavemen had to steal their wives. It wasn’t until barbers were born that men learned to woo. The art of culture and seduction can be found in a well-trimmed beard
A story about the loose connection of four lives in Nigeria united under a moon; containing humor, fantasy and the circle of life.