my thoughts on whatever comes to me--including cravings for iyan and egusi soup--as i write.
before and after
an early morning conversation with a friend reminds me that...
"we could easily be made to believe that nothing happened, and yet we have changed, as a house that a guest entered changes. we can't say who has come, perhaps we will never know, but many signs indicate that the future enters us in this way in order to be transformed in us, long before it happens."