To the toast that got weird…
I made a toast yesterday and I’m grateful that for the most part I didn’t break down doing that, i’m not a fan of talking about myself, my life, and my experiences especially in the midst of people, friends or not, for the most part writing about it is an easier bet and works better for me. But yesterday was different.
it took yesterday to understand and see first hand how much progress I’ve made in a year, last year I was the boy who needed a thousand naira ( #1,000) to survive in school, the guy who had to lose marks and suffer academically cos I couldn’t buy textbooks on time, I was the guy who was learning to code and would do midnight data subscriptions I’d be able to download the courses I need, note midnight subscriptions are way cheaper LOL.
This year I’m the guy who was depressed and suicidal because he wanted a peace that he thought death would bring. its been a wild year with Covid-19, inflation in Nigeria, Police brutality at it’s peak, But for me, it’s been an uplifting, I’m not dead, also not where I want to be, But I’m not where I used to be, even more with yesterday, I’m resolved to let go of a lot more than I have.
As with all change, some people have been pioneers of it, A blank sheet isn’t enough to list those to whom I’m grateful to for all they’ve done, for providing me with the options to grow, and yeah, its a process but even more, I’m willing to go for it.
its 7:41 AM, and I’m listening to the Time by Hans Zimmer, the theme song for Inception, will go off now, got an API to add features to LOL.
