It’s the brown stilettos that get my attention first.

Seated in a Kencom bus, stuck in traffic on Kenyatta Avenue, I don’t have much else to do but stare out the window and daydream.

My vivid imagination is usually powerful enough to drown out the world around me.

But those brown stilettos shatter right through my airy castles and demand my homage.

I shift my gaze upwards and see her.

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Continued over at kokioyuke.com where I’m guest posting this week. She’s an amazing friend with some incredible content so have a look around her site while you’re there. 🙂