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Day 31: Walking Distance

They walked in circles, afraid to say goodbye.

The street lamp stood still.

It had seen many hearts meet, and many hearts break.

They were no different.

-m.e. 2020.


And that’s the end of our August challenge! Thank you so much for walking the distance with me! 😘

I first saw this writing challenge on Instagram and jokingly decided to participate. As I started, I quickly found out how challenging writing consistently for 31 days could be. But here’s the thing about commitment, if you think about the distance you have to go, you may just chicken out.

So here’s what you do, you take one day at a time and just keep at it. Same thing with life… when you start thinking about the future or the past and all the distance you’re yet to cover, you’ll most likely feel anxious or depressed. That’s why you need to try taking one day at a time. Your only job right here is getting through the day. That’s all you’re given, the present. And with that, someday you’ll look back at all the months or years that have passed, just because you kept taking one day at a time.

I really appreciate the readership, and the love you guys showed me. Thanks to you all, I finally hit my 40k goal!!!! 💃🏽 💃🏽 I’m indeed thankful for God’s Grace that kept me going.

Please remember to like, comment and follow the blog! There’ll be many more exciting things coming your way.

So, let me the first to wish you a Sweet September you won’t forget in a hurry! 💕

Lots of love,

M.

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Day 29: Good Company

She loved the night.

She loved the vulnerability that was found under the moonlight;

The silver tears and muffled cries on squeezed pillows.

She loved the night.

She loved how the face was bare of every makeup and pretense,

How the body was unclothed from luxury and status,

She loved the night.

Because that’s how she could see the raw and uncut version of you.

You were truly good company.

So she said, “One night, let’s just refill our coffee mugs and talk till the sun comes out.”

-m.e.2020

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Day 17: Clearing a space

Jack wasn’t about to let her into the turmoil that was his life. His mind was a mess, and he wouldn’t let her in. His heart knew what it wanted, it skipped a beat at the mention of her name. “How did this happen? Where did she come from?” Were some of the questions his brain tried to answer. Slowly, and gently she tore through his defenses.

Three months down the line, nothing else worked. Not ghosting, not avoiding her, not pretending the feelings weren’t there. Jack wanted her. And it was time to clear a space in his heart for her to build a home.

-m.e. 2020

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Day 14: Miles to go

I saw the crack on her feet. That pattern I was too familiar with from being raised in a home with lots of clay pots. The pattern that could be traced as a map to tell just how far one had travelled. They were the same lines on her naked feet. She smiled at me, as though aware of my numerous questions. “I travelled a million miles to spend just one moment with you.” And those were her last words.

-m.e. 2020

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Day 4: Can’t be taught

Birds flying high,

Who taught you to fly?

One moment you were born,

The next, you knew the sky was your playground,

With every flutter of your wing,

You knew you were made for more than this,

More than just being nestled,

More than just sitting on a branch.

Oh bird!

Who taught you to soar?

To take great risks,

While throwing caution in the wind,

To sit on high tension cords,

With the world at your feet.

Perhaps flying can’t be taught,

Being your real self can’t be taught,

Being who you’re meant to be in the world can’t be taught,

You just do it!

You just fly!

-m.e. 2020