Orange craze

It a sumptous morning, one because, am hungry, quite hungry and second because I had to come to the youth centre early, I have a tailoring exam....now my dreams is to maybe become the next fundi frank.
I have no doubt the guy is having some booming business, right now......... look at all the matching happening around you...its the politics e-u-phoria, T-shirts saying this saying that, kenyan style I guess........ and Orange is just the colour to go for........ trust me, if you are into business......keep everything orange aside, its the money milling shilling from today till we get the next Prezzo, so I started collecting orange socks from Toi market, to be real, am collecting anything orange....ties, t-shirts....scarfs........ I am stocking........waiting to hit the Rungu right on the head when it catches fire.
Somebody mentioned that the problem of us slumdwellers is we find certain things to be normal....... but dreaming to be rich is not abnormal is it? I dream, I dream the way Bob Marley dreamt, I dream the way Marcus dream, I dream the way Martin Luther dreamt, and I dream the way... Tomax would......small dreams, in a big world..... that is why I want a piece of this orange....... and the only way I c it is the early I start...the much better!