Today is the 16th day of the 31-day-challenge! Thank God we’ve come this far! It’s really taken some brainwork to know what to write for some of these prompts. And most times, I write just a few minutes before publishing.
Anyhoo, today’s challenge is on universal meaning, and I was the definition of stuck. I looked up the phrase in the dictionary and it refers to a universal experience, something applicable to everyone. And while my friends in the sciences may have many universal laws to select from, I’m just gonna write what came to my heart.
That was the line I heard from a stage play some months back titled ‘NightFood’ as written by Kelvinmary. It was the story of a disabled man and his wife who were torn at the loss of their child. The story went on to show that both of them had committed adultery the same night the child had a convulsion and died. The man was in the next room with his side chic, while the wife was away on a journey with another man. Continue reading “Messed Up!”→
Yass!! The long awaited Avengers Endgame is out and it met expectations. More importantly for me, it brought closure. It didn’t even have post credit scenes to show you how much closure it had! 😂 Okay, I’m not gonna give any spoilers, I’m just gonna say it was interesting.🏃🏾♀️
Most people assert that you cannot move forward when you keep looking back. But I say, you need to look in the rearview mirror to reverse your car before you can move forward. Today, being the mark of my quarter-of-a-century (QOAC) celebration, I’m all about looking back. For a while now, I’ve been obsessing with my childhood photographs and other memory capsules. Continue reading “Look Back. Now, Forward!”→
I was excited to take a trip back to South-South of Nigeria for the semester break. I knew it was going to be invigorating. I anxiously waited at baggage claim while spotting my mom a short distance away. My tummy twirled, in a good way. I was home, I could feel it. The ride back home was uneventful except when we got pulled over by the police for routine checks. But for once, I was not bothered. Continue reading “Home for the Heart”→