Explodes into life

As the radiant heat awakens my dreaming neurons, I realise it is Saturday. I know we all live for weekends and that simple fact stimulates a smile on my face. A sleepy little sliver of sunlight creeps through a tiny crack in the curtains. It foreshadows the emergence of a glorious African summer day.

There is nothing like an African blue summer sky. Other than my free concert, there is no other movement or sound. It is early and I am usually the first person awake in my house. I glance beside me and Shabana is engaged in peaceful sleep. Her days are long with two children, three if you count me.