Have you ever hit rock bottom? I have. Several times! Despite having passed my high school with distinction, it became apparent to me that there was a high chance I was never going to continue with my studies. Finance! To think about all the time I had invested into my career shifted perspective of long library hours simply ‘for the vine’ to a leverage, a compelling appeal, for justice from heavens. Probably explains the frequent major depressive episodes I started experiencing. At some point around that time I had to sell movie discs so that I could have lunch money and, on generous days, buy some kicks at a thrift shop to keep up appearance.

Selling discs in Zimbabwe is a typical social low. Maybe the lowest it ever got for me. Just kidding, but you get the point. In case you didn’t, you lose girls faster than a flood…