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“…mummy I’m tired. Can we go back to daddy now please?”
“No! We’re not going back to daddy, and stop distracting me!”
Silence reigned in the dark interior of the car thereafter.
Shifting my attention back to the empty moonlit road ahead, I stole a couple of occasional glances at my petulant four year old as she lay deflated on her seat. I felt bad for snapping at Kiki, but her whining for us to go back home to her daddy had finally gotten on my More...
A good Nigerian on his way to work found me at dawn today, sprawled out in the middle of the road, knocked out cold. He was kind enough to pick me up and look for some water to resuscitate me, after which he helped me home and went on his way. It was only much later when the blinding ache in my head subsided, that bits and pieces of yesterday came trickling back to me.
After three hours spent crawling through mad traffic from Oshodi to Iyana - Ipaja, it was a pleasant relief to eventually More...
As the seconds tick,
So does my heart beat.
Every second of every minute and every hour….
Many thoughts will come,
And a few of those will eventually find their way,
To being shared in this domain.
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