Rain, rain go away!!!

I don't like typhoon season. This blows.
I hate wet clothes. I've been running around the city in soaking wet clothes almost everyday this week. I've opted to stay in, yet again. I don't like confinement.

All this "staying home" has given me a lot of time to reflect. I've found myself thinking differently about some situations (as opposed to how I thought about similar situations back home). I think God is about to open some major doors soon. In fact, let me re-phrase that, I'm EXPECTING God to open some major doors soon.

I'm off to wash my afro. Yes, that's what it looks like this week.