Michel Nguie

There are many reasons why I miss the ‘90s. My life was the hardest it could get back them. I was being fed by mother, but then I was being fed by my grandmother, and my other grandmother, I used to run on Nintendo marathons with one of my best friends that is now having a baby. As in a child.

I was up all night writing an article about Loss in Modern Times.
And as I thought staying up would be easy, when packed up with coffee and a lot of blank pages to feel in, it was the roughest time I might have had in twenty something years: going down on memory lane.