Entry 4: The boarding house

Aisha Yusuf was the first person who spoke to me that night, with so much confidence and charisma she walked up to my bunk bed, sat on it and offered me a sachet of her cowbell strawberry flavored milk. Thankfully it was dark and there was no light, so she couldn’t see me scrunch up …

Entry 3: Fasting from my device

On Wednesday, I went to work without my phone, deliberately. It was a social experiment I wanted to try on myself, just to find out if anything would happen to me if I don’t use my phone for a whole day. My addiction to this device was becoming sickening.  The first thing I noticed when …

Entry 2: Lucky?

… Today Chinenye called me lucky, or blessed, I can’t remember the term she used exactly. For context, Chinenye used to be my school mother in secondary school. It warms my heart everytime I remember how we first started talking.  Back then in school, during Christmas we used to do this thing called “secret santing” …

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