Fuel scarcity is at an all-time high. I wake up and almost hiss, I’m so close to hissing. But hissing is bad. I plug in my earpiece instead and listen to the sound of the ocean on YouTube. I can’t even concentrate, everywhere is unnecessarily loud. Where have they been getting fuel from? Whoever supplies […]
At the time that I needed self-discipline, I struggled because having been used to indulging myself, self-discipline felt like a punishment. It felt like deprivation. So I’d try to inculcate new goals and wait to feel like it—to be in the mood. Well, you can guess what the result was. I was unable to achieve
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Six Steps to a Restorative Evening: After the stress of living and surviving the day, I always look forward to my evening routine, especially the part when I eventually get in bed. Achieving a perfect evening routine might be a stretch, but the goal is to achieve something close—a routine that elicits joy and is
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I’m on my way to work and cranky. I had woken up earlier thinking whether my decision to be a human was a smart one. After waking up more than three times during the night due to the heat and mosquitoes, crankiness was a no-brainer. At the bus stop, there’s a long queue for fuel.
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“Richard, just tell me why my favourite wife can’t give me a son.” Of course, Chief Tomori is the only person that can call the doctor by name considering that he is on the hospital’s board of directors. The doctor itches a spot beneath his clean jaw, then clears his throat. “Sir, just as I’ve
My brother’s friend, the noisy one with dreads, is around. As expected his voice is booming throughout the house, thankfully, I have taken my nap. I wear my slippers and pack my hair before stepping out of my room. “Kiiti, everybody must know when you’re around. Noisy human.” I say, eyeing him as I enter
I needed a job. It had been so long since I made my own money. Also, I woke up every day feeling a little bit purposeless. I enjoyed being a mother, but I wanted more. I didn’t even know what. Dimeji had started trying to crawl, so he was grown enough to be kept in
I still felt sort of envious when I saw couples that seem to be doing fine. Frankly, I was sure that no outsider would think Jude and I were not doing fine. Mummy had even mentioned it a couple of times when I complained that she didn’t understand my complaint and I should face my
Yet another recently married couple divorced, I shook my head as I closed my Instagram page and dropped my phone. I went to check on my two-month-old in his cot, he was still sleeping. Dimeji was the gentlest baby I had ever seen. He made it all easy. He slept through most of the day
Sunday blues, a fancy word for the workweek or Monday anxiety is more common than you may think. ‘Sunday scaries’ as many also refer to it is that anxious feeling you get on Sunday when you remember that a workweek is about to begin or that the next day is Monday. We all get it,