The Kenyan Nomad

The Kenyan Nomad

Tuesday, December 4, 2012


There's something about the atmosphere of a cafe that makes life seem more romantic.
Stories and people mingle in ways that I can never foresee. For someone who loves people and surprises, I love being there.
There's a graduate student in the corner from Eritrea. He's working on a paper, but comes over to join us. We talk about running and soccer and being together and alone and philosophy and coffee. Always coffee.
Here's another, from Pakistan actually. He was pretty surprised that we were Indians not born in India. We spoke. About photography and vodka and people and physics and coffee.
All the while, I nursed my cup of tea.

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