Samora isn’t unlike any man who suddenly finds himself in a pickle.
A man with a young family. A man who pursues honour and dignity, striving to do right but failing, always failing. And that’s the thing with finding oneself in a hole; you can’t stop digging. It’s a natural reflex. And Samora digs and digs and digs because he has the heart (and arms) for it but also because he’s a bit of an idiot.
Even when his tide has obviously turned he doesn’t notice because his head is in the sand.
This is not a story about redemption, sacrifice or any of those things we want to read about.
This is about idiocy and working one’s way between a rock and a wife.
thenefertiti –
Take Away from Jackson Biko’s Let Me Call You Back
Favourite quote
” The things you worry about the most are the things you can’t control”
worry corrodes. Worry is like a blot stain that spreads and takes the shape of anxiety
Samora and Gypsy were meant for each other
You want to be with someone whom you can be vulnerable with
a person you can lay bare you soul, troubles without flinching and second guessing yourself
So yes, Samora and Gypsy were like Ying and Yang.
with Ada he walked on egg shells with his burden
With Ada everything felt like a minefield the moment he lost his job
It kind of felt like a part of him needed to audition and keep up appearances
with Gypsy he was real
no masks
no two faces
just Samora
and I think that’s the highest level of intimacy
being able to unburden your worries and situation easily.