I was born in February the 8th, It’s said that I’m an aquarian. Mostly described as a ‘loud person’ with different personas, I was once told I sound manly over the phone and that I have a 70 year old sense of humor, meaning I swear a lot. I’m often associated with places I never visited, mistaken for people I’ve never touched.
I am not much of a good talker, but I always endup sounding like I’m reading a book when explaining myself. See, I have carried gunshots that meant to kill me, climbed mountains of shame to finally accept myself that I am not who I thought I was. Basically I’m not even sure if I am an aquarian or was born in February because lately, I’ve been watching people’s lips move side to side when introducing themselves to me. I collect their smell to carry familiarity within my own home, I walk straight but not enough to knock on the right door.
I’m genuinely clumsy, I was told I fidle a lot when I hear the word love. My intentions are not to make anything out nothing, I am not scared of love but people who tend to love others more than themselves, how do you give something you don’t have?. I rarely make eye contact with people, because I always find myself in the back yard of their lives and meeting their skeletons, that would give me goosebumps. I also made mistakes, I also held hands that felt like ice over my burning heart from past aches I encountered.
I am aware of my problem, but fixing it would mean surgery that would take pretty much decades, because you can’t wake dead people even if they hold your greatest key to tomorrow. So, I am what I need for the day, I hold talk shows every morning for myself before I go outside, and meet people for the day. I choose topics that will help me sleep at night, I forgot to mention that I do not really know what’s falling asleep, except being woken up by my alarm clock, it’s only then that I realize I’ve been sleeping.
I take note of people’s facial expressions when I first meet them, I love details and I ask questions that can annoy some people. I am an adrenaline junkie, sugar rush type of person, my friends know that I shouldn’t take too much sweet stuff because I turn out to be the worst person full of energy. And, I am the type of person you have to warn before you introduce to people. So long story short, I am a strong woman and flexibility is always under my breath. I move like my feet aren’t touching the ground, my alter ego isn’t egotistic but rather very funny and her name is Melody. I’m a 23 year old who loves walking barefoot, my heart gets warmer once my feet feels the sand or soil with stones moving swiftly under, I love the smell of books. My name is Milani Mbombo and I am a coffeholic.