Expectations Hurt

This time yesterday, I was running around in the market trying to make additional ends meet.
Yes, I looked all scruffy and was unbelievably in a state of squalor; a terrible sight to behold.
Today, I sit in an office, with my laptop, dark lipstick, a gorgeous black dress- the quintessential boss!
2 days ago, i shuttled between the kitchen duties and house chores.
11 days ago, I was at a birthday party organised for the choir by for of my mentors- Toyin Hassan-Odukale
and just 13 days ago, i was at a soiree by THO still.
That's just a brief of the life I live.

Silent Goodbye

I looked into his eyes and saw the truth that seemed to be crying out loud for my love. I wish I could be what you want me to be. I wish I could turn around to make it work the way it was when i looked at you and my heart leapt with joy. But things changed, my heart drifted and I can not seem to drive it back to where it was.

But, no, it is a bridge we both burned with no fire, no words, no actions, just plain understanding of golden silence.

We are back to status quo- strangers, the exact way we were before we got together as lovers.
... As they say- 'that's life; it goes on...

Seemingly Inconsequential Testimony?

... I quickly hopped onto my feet and trudged to safety,  well, to what seemed like safety... '04/01/2016'

We had just concluded a wonderful performance at Muson and I was heading home with my goons who had refused to go through my preferred route,  hence we alighted from the group's means of transportation - a private bus, at Onipan. It was about 21:00hrs

We were caught between using the overhead bridge and doing the unthinkable- pacing the highway.
Pacing the highway seemed like the more reasonable option at that time as numerous stories of night time robbery attack in the duly 'covered'  overhead bridge instilled fear in us all.

Farewell to a rare breed

The night is done and reality has dawned; you are not going to resume here next week Monday.

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I have just finally reckoned that it has all come to an end. The many beautiful nights of closing at 9:00pm and strolling together to the bus stop to latch onto the next available bus, is over- Those nights would have been completely bland and tiresome without you.

Proudly Imperfect

To be perfect, I crave not to be.

Perfect is boring 

I relish the imperfect me

Flaws et al to the table I bring.

I love that I can't predict outcomes

Cause I am me.

I face challenges, I don't run,

I stay right where I wanna be 

It's OK if I fail,

I know it's life.

Along we sail

Even in the storm's strife.

We still smile

As we toil through the miles.

Birthday: Vibrant and Grateful!

I woke up this morning in thesame bed I slept last night; I probably had too much expectations that all things will become new. I can't believe how grown I am now and that I didn't camp by my phone waiting for who was going to be the first caller.

Midnight Muse

1 Corin. 2v5 

... Your faith then, does not rely on human wisdom but on God's power' 

If after careful analysis, it makes logical sense, your faith may just be relying human wisdom. To rely on the spirit, you have to listen and believe. It may not be the most popular choice nor the most logical decision, but you just have to believe in the unseen to bring to a reality the seen.

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Which brings us to the 9th verse of 1corin... 

... "Eye has not seen

Ear has not heard,

Mind has not conceived,

That which the Lord hath prepared for those who love him"...‎