Yes, It’s Now My Codeine!!!
I have been super busy…
Sitting for hours in court..
Closing late from work…
Running to catch the bus in the mornings and evenings…
I didn’t even know when November passed away. That was even dear mother’s third year in passing too. The 28th.
Imagine sitting all through fifteen to sixteen matters in a day.
But all these wahala is like codeine to me.
I must sniff it daily-listen to sixteen problems, at the end of which I’m totally fagged out.
The few times I stayed out of court to live my life on my own terms, I got sick and tired.
So, listening to other people’s wahala shifts away focus from my own. Now it’s my ‘igbo’- weed.
Someone would ask, what then is the difference between you and those who are actually sniffing the igbo?
Honestly, I don’t know.
Then, I manage to get home and crawl into bed.
Coupled with the fact that my speaking engagement/summit is coming up next Saturday, it’s been a helluva period for me.
Been working on my slides-powerpoint presentation. I can not even write a simple profile for myself. It feels so difficult.
I am an anchor and a speaker. I will be meeting the female co-anchor during the week if I can squeeze out the time.
This event will be on TV. I don’t yet know which of the TV stations. It will be covered by online news media.
I am yet to put all my thoughts together. But Saturday is coming with a bang. And I am anticipating.
I think I will be publishing on Bellanaija later how my 2018 went- My ‘Becoming’ year.
I can’t believe 2018 is only few days left.
I can’t wait for sittings to be over.
I really need a break.
Welcome to December.
So what is your own ‘igbo?’. What’s that unhealthy habit you’ve grown so much into. That activity that makes you lie to yourself that you’ve got everything going?
If you are still on this blog, do you mind saying a hello to me in the comment box? Especially if I haven’t heard from you in a while.
Peace, love and wafers