Lagos is a vibrant cornucopia of colourful individuals. It’s a vibrant place, full of life and traffic-clogged streets. Cars race by, the markets are filled with a symphony of different dialects, the skyscrapers have stood the test of time and the hawkers on the road sell everything from oranges to paintings. However, there is a... Continue Reading →
Tale of Two Cities
This is the tale of two cities. Lagos and London. One has a healthcare system that would make you weep. The other, so advanced, it would make you smile. Let us begin. The BeginningCrash. Crash. The helpful passersby extricated me carefully from the wreckage. The pain was unimaginable, rippling through my body, one nerve at... Continue Reading →
A First Encounter: Part One
This is Part One of a love/friendship story. I hope you enjoy reading about the tales of Shay and Dele.
Journalling
Someone bought me a Mindfulness Journal earlier this year. Now, I know that people out there think mindfulness is this New-Agey practice that does not do a thing. I am here to tell you, that you are wrong. Everyday there are these clever writing prompts that focus on different things. For instance, today's prompt asked... Continue Reading →
Update on My Life
A lot of stuff has happened since the last time I graced you with my presence. London is no more. A townhouse in Lagos is my new domicile. I ended my time as a blogger for a while but the biggest news of all is (drumroll, please...) I have a boyfriend! Exciting, I know! We... Continue Reading →
The Wheatbaker
"I think a lap is an illusion," Ejurewa said, with gusto. "What?!" Kevwe replied, with a bizzaro look of confusion etched upon her face. "Explain." "Think about it. When you're seated, it's there and when you're standing, it's nowhere to be found. So...it never was," Ejurewa explained in a matter-of-fact tone. "Where the hell do... Continue Reading →
Wheelchair Girl 