FIVE DAYS OF GRATITUDE- DAY 5

Day 5

Today is the last day of my five days of gratitude, and the last day of the month, and the year. I have just blogged out my cogitations on the leap from this year into next, so I won’t bore you with that because I know soon, many of us will go off to church for crossover services, while others will go off to other places.

LEAVING

Nowadays I dream of 2014, and in my dream I do not see it, but I know it is. In those sleeping moments, it comes in noisily like a dragon fly, and leaves noiselessly like muffled human fart, laving behind vestiges of staleness.

FIVE DAYS OF GRATITUDE- DAY FOUR

Day 4

Today I read a large part of Emmanuel Iduma’s ‘Farad’. Emmanuel’s prose makes me sad, introspective. I don’t know why.

FIVE DAYS OF GRATITUDE - DAY 3

Day 3

Today was extremely exciting for me. Too exciting that I didn’t feel the stress, at least not until now. I am extremely tired while I write this. I feel very drowsy,

FIVE DAYS OF GRATITUDE

Day 2

Hi folks. I trust we’ve had a wonderful day so far. For those of us who have not had too good a day, please cheer up.

FIVE DAYS OF GRATITUDE

Day 1

Contrary to the clichéd ‘Just like yesterday, the year is already over’, this year for me moved like a snail. Sometimes I ask myself whether some things that happened this year actually happened this year or happened last year. Maybe it’s because a lot happened this year. So much.

LIFE ON 'K' STREET

Life on K street is like sour beans left under the hot sun. It is like a blind man with pepper smeared over his eyes, it is like a child who has just lost her only doll.