06/11/2025
Some of you treat life like a weekend plot. Friday night out, Saturday recovery, Sunday regrets, and then Monday morning, you are back complaining about being broke.
At this rate, the only thing consistent in your life is your bar tab.
Progress? Nowhere to be found. But you have memorized every new club in town and every nyama choma spot within a 10km radius.
You even know which places give free Wi-Fi so you can “work remotely,” but somehow the only thing you’re working on is your playlist.
Listen, there’s nothing wrong with enjoyment. Life isn’t meant to be 24/7 suffering.
But if every coin you touch goes to pleasure, don’t act shocked when your wallet is allergic to progress.
Pleasure is like sugar; it feels good in the moment, but too much of it rots the foundation.
Progress, on the other hand, is vegetables. Not as exciting, but it keeps you alive and builds strength.
Learning that new skill, saving instead of spending, saying no to the fifth outing of the week those are the “vegetables” your future self will thank you for.
Enjoyment is fine. But enjoyment without balance is a trap. Because the truth is simple: Netflix won’t pay your rent. Tusker won’t pay your fees. And vibes alone won’t fund your dreams.
So by all means, go out. Have fun. But remember progress is the only hangover worth waking up to.
