Thursday is dying.It was an important day for me.A day I spend reflecting on the happenings of 5th May 2005,a Friday which I was knocked down by a matatu in town on a hit and run and left for the dead.Six years on and am still going strong.It's still a miracle to me that I only came out with a little bruises,alive and without any bone fractures,yet,with the intensity at which I felt myself in the air for a few seconds after the hit,the only thing that rung in my mind was THE END!
But it wasn't...
I remember this day most importantly because it serves as a wake up call that I only have one life to live.I should live to fulfil my purpose and make the most of time to do good things.You never know when the end will be.That's how precious I take life after several encounters with death.I must say I am one blessed chap.
Am in the bus right now.Heading home after a great day in school.I've been a frequent blogger lately,with four blogs to manage.Tells you I have a vast world.A social network am expanding.These past few days have been quite interesting in my social calendar.
I am not sure what time I'll be retiring to bed tonight.Hopefully there won't be another snake to kill..:D
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