who is equally deserving. Or are they more shrewed, industrial and keen thinkers than him and therefore a deserving reward? Who knows? Well, the prospects may seem paucy, but I keep on telling my guy, Mr. Obiriko, to hang in there. That things will look up in due time.
He's a decent fellow. Leads a modest life with little to no excesses. Just munches along on a few of life's necessities.Occasionally indulges, but mostly restrained. A right-wing conservative. Mans graduated with honors, always top of his class, and had a fair shot at life's
Now, time is unforgiving. Always https://t.co/zy3AYrMaHC Obiriko, in his reflections seems stuck. He looks around himself: his small humble aboard, his closet, his routines-not so much to his liking. Why would the whimsical goddess of good luck choose on a few, yet ignore him
I've written several epistles-in the form of letters, notes and journals. To friends, lovers, acquaintances and even distant fellows. Most of them are a declaration, or rather an account in order of the things that have happened. Some are expressions of fleeting thoughts; a yield