Dissatisfaction and the art of scratching

​Dissatisfaction is a difficult thing not to think about. It’s like an itch that’s in an awkward place that you can’t really get to alone, so you try to ignore it; convince yourself it’s not there. But the more you try to do that, the worse the itch becomes until it’s pretty much all you can think about, and now somehow, you’re itchy all over. People have always told me I’m an overthinker and I can’t think why…

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Lesson 4: Ponder

Yesterday morning was my 30th birthday and I was waking up in New York City. Even now as I am writing this, the lights of Times Square vibrate through the hotel room window to my right, and I wonder how did I get here? I mean, I know by what mode of transportation (plane obviously), but why at this point in my life, at this moment? Who can say. I wished for it, I got a lot of help to make it happen, and yet as I sit here with the city all around me, I find myself pondering over a lot of things.

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#AfricaWrites: A Snapshot

I love a bit of romance from time to time. Although, I haven’t read anything strictly under the genre of Romance in a while; not since I was an adolescent indulging in the likes of the Mills and Boon franchise, and even a teen book series not dissimilar to the Sweet Valley High books. As I said, I love a bit of romance but it isn’t usually accompanied by good taste.

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