December to Remember!

Hello, I feel so great and alive today! It was my first time visiting a zoo, and I sure had a delightful experience. I’ve seen most of these animals on TV, but seeing them in real life is an entirely different feeling. I can’t even fully explain the excitement of watching different animals up close and realizing what they actually look like. The spark in my eyes, the uncontrollable laughter, the joy from within, the surprises, the little bits of knowledge I picked up—everything will forever be etched in my memory. I loved it. I love love love it! It made my day truly awesome. I took some nice pictures and videos, and I’ll share a link in the next paragraph. Click and enjoy. Welcome To Colchester Zoo I’m going to sleep tonight with the thought of a day well spent. It was such an amazing experience. And yeahhh—elephants are not as big as I imagined, giraffes definitely have very long necks, and wait… tigers really do have an aura. Also, please tell me why the “king of the jungle,”...

Today is one of those days where you just want to lie in bed doing absolutely nothing — and that’s exactly what I did. I haven’t left my room in the last 24 hours, except for the quick trip to the parlour to microwave yesterday’s leftover food. I spent most of the day surfing the internet, catching up on the latest gist. I actually have a lot to do, but I chose to do nothing. Can’t blame myself though — the past two weeks have been hella crazy. A few hours ago, I opened Netflix and decided to check out Squid Game season two. I watched the first season during my NYSC; it was thrilling, and I loved it. My kind of series. I never bothered to check if season two existed because I didn’t think it was necessary. Turns out I was wrong. I’ve watched about three episodes so far, and before continuing, I wanted to write to you. If you’ve seen it — please, no spoilers. I like to watch my movies with fresh eyes. One of the players made a quote I really loved: “Those who seek death shall live...

Hello, how are you doing? How’s your day been? Has it been a busy one? Mine hasn’t been too hectic, and honestly, I’m grateful — especially knowing I won’t be going to work for the next two days. It’s wild to think I’ve been working every single day for the last two weeks, or thereabouts. Don’t even ask me why — life has simply been throwing everything at me all at once. On my way back from work, my mind drifted to the big question of the evening: What on earth am I going to eat when I get home? I was tired of all the food in my fridge, too drained to cook something new, and yet my throat was craving Chinese food like nothing else. When I finally got home, I showered, rearranged a few things, relaxed for a couple of minutes, and then decided I was ready to head to the Chinese restaurant about a 20-minute walk away. I debated with myself — should I drive or should I walk? Driving would take about 20 minutes round trip, but since I had been sitting at work all day, I figured I might a...

There’s a strange moment in life when you realise you’ve become the exact person you once criticised.  It sneaks up on you quietly — and that’s what happened to me. How’s your day going? I hope it’s been a good one so far. I got back from work not long ago, and honestly, it was a good day. I’ve had dinner already, and now I’m lying in bed, relaxing and writing to you today. Funny how life humbles you without giving any notice. Life really has its twists and turns. I can’t believe I’m becoming the person I once criticised. A few years ago, when I texted someone and they replied late, I would get angry. I always assumed it was pride — like they were ignoring me because I meant nothing to them. I expected every message to be answered at the speed of light. If I messaged you at 13:00, you had until 13:05 to respond. Anything longer felt disrespectful. And once I noticed that you responded late without a genuine reason, I wouldn’t bother texting again. Some people took days to reply ...

Hello, How’s your day going? Could you share how it’s been? I’d love to listen — maybe even write about it tomorrow. Today, I was scrolling through TikTok and stumbled upon a video of a street carnival inside the trenches ( woro-si-woro ), where everyone was dancing and vibing to those fast, energetic tunes. I couldn’t resist smiling and reminiscing about old times. Growing up, especially around this period, everyone was preparing for the street carnival. There was always a friendly competition for “whose street carnival was hotter.” December was always lit — and why not? We had no bills to pay, no work to worry about — just a bunch of kids partying and having fun. Every December 31st, after the cross-over service at church, my friends and I would head to “Baba Junction” for the carnival. It was dance after dance until daybreak. Those were happy times, truly. Every kid in the community came together and had fun. Of course, our parents couldn’t see us there, but they also knew bette...

Hiya! Happy Sunday! I hope you’re all having a great day. Mine has been beautiful — service was awesome, and they even shared jollof afterwards. After church, I took a short ride to clear my head and think about what to write to you tonight, but nothing really came up. Isn’t it funny how we spend so much of our lives dreaming of the next place, the next season, the “somewhere else” that promises to be better than here? Anyway, let me gist you about my calls with two of my friends today — Seun and Jokunle.  Seun is tired of the situation in the country and wishes she could travel. Don’t we all? I just advised her to keep putting in her best in everything she does. Someday, everything will align — and if it doesn’t, at least she’ll know she tried her best. I actually wrote about this a few years ago; you can read it here: “Not Good Enough.” Jokunle, on the other hand, lives in the United Kingdom and travels around the world. I wish I could be like JojoMoney — touring Europe and...

 Hmmmmmm For the first time in many years, the idea of building my family is truly appealing to me. The wife of my youth, my little ones-to-be, my sanctuary, and my heart’s work—all of it is starting to make sense now. I’ve always shied away from any conversation about family; not because I don’t want one, but because I feel I’m not ready. There’s so much I need to put in order, and I feel far from the goals I’ve set for myself. I remember one of my mentors calling me a few months ago to ask about my plans for raising a family. I quickly told him I wasn’t ready—and in truth, I wasn’t. But will I ever be? Today, I went Christmas shopping. Everyone in the store seemed to have their wives and kids with them, picking out what they needed for the holidays. The place was buzzing with excitement—kids choosing their favorite toys, husbands and wives looking at decorations, laughter and chatter filling the air. Looking at it all—the atmosphere, the moment, the feeling—something stirred ...

Did you remember the new phone I told you about a few days ago? Yeah? Well, I got back from work today and told myself, I didn’t buy this phone to become a shelf king. Why keep it and not use it? I’d been too lazy to transfer my data because I assumed it would be a long, stressful process. I hardly change phones — in the last 10 years, this would be my third phone. I don’t like changing phones for any reason, which is why I always think long-term whenever I buy one. Anyway, to cut the long story short, I asked ChatGPT how to transfer my data from the old phone to the new one. Apparently, it was a very simple process. I followed the steps exactly as they were laid out, and in a few minutes my 250GB of data began transferring. Since it was going to take hours, I took the opportunity to clean the entire house and do some laundry. Still transferring… so I jumped into the car, went shopping, came back home, had my dinner, and shortly after — everything had been transferred. I went straig...

  Hello, There’s a good chance that once I enter the room, I’ll take a hot shower and dive straight into bed. I’m too tired to even eat — the only thing my body is begging for is deep sleep. It’s been a long day; my whole body aches. I’m extremely tired, but hey, I’m not too tired for you. Instead, I’ll sit in the car for a couple of minutes and write to you. While at work today, the only thing I longed for was getting home. The faster I wanted the time to go, the slower it seemed to move. Out of nowhere, I remembered a day when my mum gave me the beating of my life. I thought she was wicked then, but today I understand better. I can’t remember the details precisely — it’s been decades — but she came back from work on this fortunate/ unfortunate day only to find the plates unwashed. I was supposed to wash them, but guess what I was doing? I was at the junction near my house, standing with other kids watching TV. If you grew up in the trenches like me (and I mean trenches of...