I want to sit in a park with flowers, trees and children running around, but the way Kampala is set up…cars, fences, shopping malls, policemen!! I found one, it has no flowers but very green and welcoming, this square is inviting! Fresh green grass all over. The scent coming from the grass is comforting and desiring, the wind blowing the few trees in and around it is warm. It looks peaceful than anywhere else yet the chaos from down town is just a few meters away. I look over the fence, the grass is calling me, it wants me to feel it, to sit on it, it misses human connection,…
