This is for everyone who noticed my absence here. It's been like one year or something, what has changed? Where did I go?  I really never went anywhere, I just decided to take a break from this.  What then after the break? I really don't know. Maybe pick up from where I left. Do you still write?  Yeah I do. Though it nothing worth reading. So why the fuck would you go off for a whole year?  Well,  because I can.  OK. So what did everyone miss? 
First, I missed you all.  Really, I missed all the crazy stuff you did on facebook. I miss everyone who read anything I ever wrote and commented something. I didn't get it though, why did you guys tell me to keep writing?  Was it because you thought I was a good writer or because I was a terrible writer and you all hoped I'd become better which I didn't. I miss mahcey johns, where is she now?  Maybe she got married and now has a kid and she can't read anymore. Do you still love reading? At least I know Ken kush is still around.  Why do you still hate Rao after one year?  I really looked (and still do) up to you man.  You the next big thing. I know where Chris mutuma is, his is a story for another day. One thing is, I really think Chris mutuma is the best writer I know (not really I just don't want to mess up his ego). How's the super Deejays Julius Muraya and Jaymoh Maish, am still waiting for your mixtapes one year later. I think I have the coolest circle, don't you all agree?
Now back to me. Can you imagine they call me Richard siku izi?  I know I'm also to blame because I spent years creating the brand that is "Maina Munene" and I let the call me Richard. Not that I hate the name Richard, it actually sounds nice when said in the right intonation and the right moment. Nothing turns me on like a sexy girl moaning my name. Anyway, the point is they call me Richard. It makes it worse because the last thing you'd want is being called Richard and living in Nyeri. Those two don't mix, it's like telling a guy from meru (like Chris for example ) to say  "Incredible" , they just  can't. So when you live in Nyeri just don't be called Richard.
Can you imagine I found love?  I know it doesn't make sense.  It was right into 23 and She came into my life.  You know the kind of feelings that sink slowly and before you know it you are in love?  If you know me you know I like them dark and hot.  She would inspire me to write or think in an artistic direction. Could not do things without her. She was dark and hot and sweet.  Every time I poured my black coffee on my animal print mug, I got in touch with my creative side. Coffee love took over. That's how I love her,  dark, hot and sweet in a curvy mug.
Guys. I still suck at relationships. Anyone who would be willing to tutor me on matters relationships please halla below.  Lesson one should be how to give attention to the lady in the relationship.  I'd write more about my relationship woes but she might be reading. Anyway it always makes for another article. Talking of another article I still read and write and I've taken a different direction in my writing with close supervision from Chris Mutuma. This (blogging)  will however be my first love but when you can tell a story in another dimension, it's worth every frustration.
I now talk to people for a living.  This has changed my way of thinking and how I feel about people.  People are nice but most of them, like 95 percent hide behind their smiles and give you fake assurances for things they won't do. The other 5 percent slaps the truth on your face.  It might work for you, sometimes it doesn't.  Never expect too much from people, you'll end up frustrated. I know because I have. Girls hide behind their makeup and fake smiles. They look all beautiful and classy in those colourful clothes bought at gakere road for 50 Bob. I know because we've met there. With people it's never what it's looks like. You smile with people who are hurting on the inside. People have mastered the art of deceit.
I still believe in Kenya. I still think it is the most amazing place on earth.  I've note taken the little pleasures of life seriously.  Like visiting Kenya and getting to experience it.  I wanna go to Rome eventually and see those beautiful fountains on the streets and the big churches.  At least not before I go to Turkana or Mt Kenya or Kisumu.  I'm starting a personal project to travel the 47 counties by and by.  Each county with its own story,  I'm down 4 so some four stories coming up.
I'm still lazy,  I say I'll write but I don't.  I hate cooking like never before. I hate doing laundry. I hate having to wash dishes. I hate replying to text messages, or is it that am too lazy to reply.  I forget alot. People ask when I'll get married.  It's not soon so please go ahead and start wearing that suit because it won't fit you by the time I Wed.