The lone ponderer of Kaokoland
Seated on the jagged surface of a carbonate ridge that rises up above the rocky and dry never ending red semi hills of Kaokoland, I am deep in thought. The sharp surface of the rocks digs into my trousers, it bruises my palms almost cutting into them as I use my hands to push myself up and stand to take in the splendour of this amazing landscape. I’ve spent the better part of my twenties ogling over these landscapes while life passes me by; the ridge overlooks the neck of a sprawling ephemeral river fed by meandering streams. The trail of green trees in a semi desert gives away the fact that this river although dry must have water underneath, from which the deep roots of these trees quench their thirst. The carbonate ridge over looking the dry river with green trees I start pondering; I ask myself how I got here and how I got here so quickly. I hate my job, despised it the day I started, I am too young for this shit. This happens to bald 40 year old men, not m...