I decided to attend classes today, having struggled understanding how a refrigerator works the previous night, yes, I had a physics test later that day and I needed to make sense of it all. It was launch time and I was doing what everyone else was doing , having lunch, mine, a cig and a bottle of vitamin water. I sat by the Library stair amazed by how style can be a medium of expression, some more common like the carvella moccasin in the dusty street of Gugulethu, while other where unique and expressed true individuality.
I had a refrigerator to understand and I had to cut the hunting short.