If I can say one thing, is that people would either shred you to pieces or they will robustly interrogate your thoughts to either gain a better understanding of it, or to prove you wrong. Either way, writing is a learning experience. I have been missing from this space for a very long time. I hope we meet again.

Sustainability cannot be achieved without equality. A blog about a blog. Chilling with the East African Society last night was one of the loveliest evenings I have had in Cambridge so far! And then I realised we could! With regard.

I wish that you could wake up to village mornings and mindlessly repeat outfits without any apprehension at all. I wish you could sow the seeds, watch them grow into towering corn stalks and eventually, when the leaves have started to yellow, I wish you could collect the corn cobs, locate the camouflaged beans that creep up the stalks and then head out with your sickle and chop down the stalks for animal feed. I wish you could get fresh milk twice daily, from a cow whose name you knew.

So yes, Marissa, you are not alone.