“How can I not be happy?”

“How can I not be happy?”

“How can I not be happy all day, I’m from the streets of Africa” – Burna Boy, Streets of Africa Listening to this song while trimming my hair and it struck me, I have been cutting my own hair since the age of 18. But what really struck me was …

My Op-Ed.

My Op-Ed.

So here I am again, it’s 3 am in the morning and my thoughts seem to coagulate at this hour and somehow wake me out of my sleep. As the title of this blog claims, I am always searching for good light. A reference to my love for photography intertwined …