I learned how to say “I love you” in Acholi today so I could say it to the little children who live on my street. “Amar oo!” (It’s like Latin, huh!?)
Based on the definition of love as deep respect, enjoyment, and adoration, I do love them, the silly little brilliant darlings, who now refer to me “Pey-Mono-Rockellay” or “Rockellay-Pey-Mono”, like it’s all one name.
It’s been a while since I wrote anything here. I know.
The problem is that so much has happened.
Power’s out. Wind’s picking up. There’s a storm brewing, for sure.