Ever since I woke up this morning and realized it was the 31st of October, I've been dreading the end of this faithful month. I know the rest of the world can't wait to be over October. I mean, it's about time to waltz into the pre-christmas month. I, on the other hand will gladly … Continue reading 5 Reasons I’m Not Excited About November
Romance is dying out as it seems people are putting more work in proving to the world that they are in a loving relationship than in putting the real love in the relationship. Relationships have been reduced to expressive emojis, occasional phone or video calls, looking good for the gram and so on. Feelings alone … Continue reading Give Me 3 Minutes and I’ll Make You a Better Lover
Just like every other organ in the body, the brain is prone to sickness. When this happens, it results into what we know as mental illness. Mental illness is not what people have demonized it to be. Mental illness is not the same as madness. Mental illness is not necessarily a spiritual problem. Like cancer … Continue reading Pay more attention to your brainy brains.
I don't know if it's a thing but I don't like when other people's bodies make contact with mine. It makes me super uncomfortable. Irritated more like it. Like when I'm walking on the road, I carefully navigate my way through people making sure their bodies doesn't touch mine. I do the same if I'm … Continue reading Don’t touch me!!!
I collect hair. My own hair before y'all begin to think I'm creepy. I can't really say what spurred it but for five years now I've been collecting my hair. Whenever I comb my hair, I pack the ones that fell out together and dump in a jar. I have two jars now and I'm … Continue reading What do you collect?
Okay. The honest truth is, I am very forgetful and I have a very, very short attention span. It's a lot of work to really get my attention. I'm staring at you and nodding could just be me trying not to make you feel like a radio. 😂😂😂My brain soaks information up and then tucks … Continue reading My brain functions like a power point slide.
Writing for me started as a means of escape from the mental ocean I was drowning in. I needed an outlet to let steam out. This was back in my senior high. Then I stopped writing because I realized I was putting too much of myself in the stories and people who knew me … Continue reading The path taken: My writing journey.