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Alone in the dark.

It’s 3:00 am and she cannot sleep. Looks like this is going to be one of those nights again.

She has been at her work desk all-day working. It’s past midnight now. She is up watching and catching up on all her favorite videos on the internet, not because this is what she wants to be caught doing every night, but it’s simply because she cannot sleep.

She tries to shut her eyes but spends most of the time in bed tossing and turning and whispering to herself…..

It’s the nights.

The nights after the sun goes down and mild…

Every piece of article I have read so far about a review of the year 2020, has been written in almost the same pattern. 99% at least. We truly have all had a fair share of the baggage this year brought along. Almost like Santa Claus to be very honest. Because how best would you explain a year that had something for everybody.

Where would I even start writing this piece from? Should I start from the crossover night into 2020, where I sat in church almost in tears, but constantly muttering to myself that “God, please let this not…

You don’t just pick up the pieces and move on. You play this script!

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This article was first written and abandoned in my drafts 3 years ago (2017). Today I visited the articles in my drafts and I thought to myself, “no better time to share than now”. This time, you get to read the product of a date I had with a friend 3 years ago, somewhere in Lagos, Nigeria.

A few years ago, I met up with a friend for an evening date. We had not seen each other for a while after moving to Lagos because of…

( I lived through. I didn’t kill myself like I thought/planned.)

Photo: Amafotografa

Happy New Year… Literally, because this is my first article for the year 2020. It has been sitting too long in my drafts and every time I go back to take one last look before publishing, I end up deleting lines and paragraphs I assume might make me appear too vulnerable to the public. But well, isn’t that what we need sometimes? Someone to actually share so we don’t feel like our struggles are entirely ours and ours alone.

Let’s take a walk through my life together, shall we?

(This is not a manual for surviving the Lagos life, because — Read topic again).

Source: kirkira

Lagos ( also known as Eko) is described as the city of excellence, according to the books. It is if we take away the stressful lifestyle that has you switching between the personality of an “Agbero” and a gentleman or woman all in one day. Let me share a bit of my story.

I moved to Lagos in 2017. Prior to that, I was living in Yenagoa, Bayelsa where I had my National Youth Service Corps (NYSC) and stayed back for a few years to…

Smoke, burning pot, distractions, everything happened.

I have always wanted to write about this experience but every time I decide to do it, I imagine the stern look from my mum and just quit. Guys, she must not read this, else I’m screwed!

One of the favorite things I really enjoy doing is cooking. I love to cook and share. I rarely prepare food for myself alone — as stressful and expensive as that can be — and I really have no explanation for this, neither can I trace it to any source. …

A bit too late for a review of the last 8 months of 2019? I think not.

Day of the Fair, 1963 by Andrew Wyeth cropped

How crazy that I am finally writing after procrastinating for such a long time.

Truth is, I am a bit unsure where to start from with this review of 2019 because I feel guilty for not writing for so long. But, well I am doing this. Just follow me through.

It’s been a crazy, yet beautiful journey over the last 8 months. Phew…

First, It started with no new year resolutions because I decided I wanted none. I just wanted to experience the…

Dating My Best Friend Was My Worst Decision Ever…

For the first time, I saw him shed tears even though he tried to hide it from me…

It's been a minute since I published a post… actually, its been a year! A whole lot has happened from the last time I wrote a Letter to My Future Husband till date and this is actually the hardest…

It was the year 2003, We had just resumed secondary school and I remember clearly that I was playing outside when I saw this really cute “senior” with a cane.

That was the first day I saw Caleb (not real name).

Fast forward…

I won’t need to teach you how to love me, because loving me will make you happy.

Dear …………,
(I’ll be back to fill in a name someday)

With every dawn of a new day, I wake up thanking God over and over again for blessing me with your existence.

I try to hide the tears of joy every time I stop to think of how much you’ve been a gift to me. The very little things you do always bring the best smiles to my face.

Read; Dating My Best Friend Was The Worst Decision Ever

Babe, I love…

How 2017 Fixed Me + Tips On How Not To Really Mess Up 2018

God turned the tables around for me last year and I guess that’s why he never gave me a plan, but an empty tablet.

I’ve read quite a good number of write ups and articles on how 2017 went down for a lot of people and trust me most of the stories have been quite emotional and deep.

2017 for me was a year of TRUE JOY, GROWTH and PEACE. I’ll tell you why.

2016 was a terrible year and I still call or term it My Worst Year ever because it pushed me to the bottom, brought me up…

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