I have always loved my names, except for the middle one, Frances. I’m convinced it was picked last minute. My...
Read moreThree years ago, you would have caught me looking into my journal, listing all the things I have to do...
Read moreThere is something about having your boots strapped in, the road stretched before you, and your left foot in front...
Read moreWhen I’m not driving, my transport route takes me through Iyana Oworo and as usual, there’s always drama. Most times,...
Read moreFor someone who doesn’t like going out much and rarely experiences any drama, it’s funny how life can take some...
Read moreI have no faith in the capacity of anyone to save me; but I hope for people’s ability to find...
Read moreI remember standing outside on a water drum at midnight, my head almost passing the rooftop of our bungalow—watching the...
Read moreAnyone who knows me well knows that I love to travel. No place is too far, exotic or even expensive to escape my...
Read moreJan 1, 2090 It’s 6:00 am. I deactivate my sleeping cube suspended in air, land my feet gently and waddle...
Read moreChocolates without nuts are vile, not even garden variety vile but really, really, vile! This was the mantra I repeated...
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