It was 6:30 a.m. and the wind peacfully blew threw my hair . I walked outside and sat near a small stream . A butterfly, kipepeo landed on my finger . but it flew away . The water kept flowing and the wind kept blowing . flowers were blooming in peaceful colors . "ah what a beautiful siku it is" i alisema . far away i heard some muziki playing relaxing muziki .i walked closer to the muziki . A man handed me a glass of fresh cold water from the mountains . there were samaki swiming in the water near the stream. When i got nyumbani i lied down on my kitanda and stayed still . all wewe could hear was the clock ticking ....