One of them smacks me. Jon Masso, the current DVC-Academic at Daystar University, a private university in the outskirts of Nairobi, Kenya. I figure I need to talk to him so I book an appointment.

This and that, a self-exploration journey. The greatest wars are won and lost in the heart; the only journey is the one within. Blogger has been good to me but like all things good, the end is never so far away. I have permanently moved to wordpress here.

Basically just me and my writings. Tuesday, May 22, 2012. I open my eyes,. Awake in a dream,. Words new and alive,. Seem longer to last,. A world beyond the previous,. A life unknown to me,. All grown up, and free. I would like to thank you all for being with me during the journey, and what a journey it has been. All the way from Scars. My first post here, to Homicidal Silence.

My Keratoconic Self is Special. Please wait a few minutes and refresh this page. Days became nights and then weeks and finally months and voilaI was engr.

Life is war, you are in a never ending battle with the forces of time and darkness who are always trying to defeat you. Time will eventually win but the darkness can be defeated, though darkness itself is not the enemy. Who you must face is the unseen enemies who hide in the shadow. These enemies are hard to find in the darkness and each individual has their own. So you must be prepared to fight enemies which no one else can see and which you can barely see.

Having worked in diverse fields over the years, one challenge that has been a constant is who takes responsibility. Even when people have a clear job description and have worked in the industry for decades, the challenge remains. It could be as simple as okaying a directive to as heavy as appending a signature. Some will over delegate their duties to avoid accountability. Others will micro-manage others duties to evade transparency.

The place where I like to go. I love eating fish! I love looking at fish. A visit to the aquarium brings me more joy that a surprise birthday party. So I took my niece, who has recently become my travel companion, to the National Museum of Kenya in Nairobi. I was surprised to see more locals than foreigners. The future of domestic tourism could be bright. I queued and paid for myself and my niece then enthusiastically started the tour.

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