Demons of a Friday morning
They are chatting away in my head. “Let’s do Stars tinight,” says one.
“No! Make that Sports Diner!” says another.
“But hapana mari ka apa maface,” cautions a third.
“We don’t need money. Tinowona yekutamba.”
So I let them fight, knowing that whatever happens I’m going to have a good time tonight. Hoza Friday!
