Wednesday, May 9, 2012. Tonight I sit at 147 West 136th Street for the final time. I was thinking about spending my final night in NYC at Dive Bar. But it seems fitting that I spend my final night in my apartment in Harlem. I am spending my final night alone as my wife is in Connecticut for business. On our way to our new home in Chicago. On Monday I start at Red Frog Events. So today I set out .

Published June 15, 2012. My mind is a virgin forest, untamed and full of the unexpected. Roam in its lush greens, i do. I feel its humid wind on my honeybrown skin.

Please wait a few minutes and refresh this page. I called him to wish him a happy birthday. He was getting dressed for work. I love you and I wanna show you. Depressed, Unmarried and technically still a virgin. Its my Koko or nobody.

Time, our best enemy. Fast, and even faster. That we cannot lay hold of it. With it comes a cloud of change. That subs our vocabulary for. You used to come around. And learnt from each other. In trying times, you stood by. Providing a shoulder to lean on. A friend, much closer than a brother.

Please enter the sequence of characters in the field below. Please enter the sequence of characters in the field below.