Today I’m 34. It’s been an unusual day by all means. A friend of mine offered to read into my future using her “Oracle Cards” as she calls them. I learned that I will not live long enough to see Morocco organize a World Cup but maybe long enough to see the country win one at last. That’s a good consolation but I doubt my friend is as good a psychic as octopus Paul proved to be. I shockingly found myself craving to hear some Vuvuzella, which is kind of weird. But I seriously want to hear just one last little blow. Thank God YouTube have not yet removed that little sweet button. Congratulations to Spain for deservingly winning the cup; to South Africa for a successful tournament; to Ghana for making us Africans all very proud. I invited friends over to eat some seafood tonight à la Chilean with some Pisco sour and Concha Y Torro white wine.
34 years man! Hopefully next year I will have moved back to Morocco.