Lucia Ntokoza Esme

Last night the storm intensified and I am sure the winds must have reached gale force. This morning the storm continued with hail. Later on more reports came in of tornadoes but this time on the East Rand which is far from us.

Anyway safe as houses, Lucia, Ntokoza, and Esme, from the office cleaning division took shelter in our office building. Okay, okay, where we are, it was only hail for a short while in the morning and then for the rest of the day we were shrouded in the clouds while the rest of Jozi was lashed by the storm.

Hope is Fading Fast

I am sinking and all that I try to grab does not help. Water is pouring into the boat faster than I can bail. Metrorail passes by in a flash and I hardly notice what I am doing. Lucia from the Risk Department, asked me to take a photo of her as I floated past sometime in the afternoon. So now you have a photo of Lucia. What flashes through my mind is what now. Do I somehow move on one small step at a time or do I just surrender to the inevitable? I have taken the risk and am now beyond help, perhaps beyond hope too.

Paraskavedekatriaphobia

It is the second Friday the 13th out of three this year. Don’t get me wrong I don't have paraskavedekatriaphobia. I am more logical. “Really, doctor? I had no idea that you were trained. Watching you, I thought it was trial and error”. Being Friday the 13th, I spent some time today in the Risk Department and logically here is some of the Risk’s finest, Lucia and Sandra. I miss Henni, their ex-boss who was killed in 2007 when a car drove into him when he was out cycling.