EYE OF THE STORM

I DREAM OF A HOME, A LITTLE SWEET SPOT WITH A LAWN, HERBS AND COLOURFUL FLOWERS. I WORK TOWARDS IT LIKE A SHIP BEING TOSSED BY RAGING BY RAGING SEAS; I ’M DETERMINED TO REALISE THIS DREAM.

I have lived in the Mother City, Cape Town, for eight years now, and the tempests have not been kind to me.

My home town is – or