Hiii. Before I tender a formal apology for my absence, I’ll let you know that I think you’re more dignified than to recieve a quick apology. Not the commonly seen “I’m sorry I’ve been away, thanks for being faithful… Life happens…” sort of apology before the post begins in earnest. I believe you deserve a… Continue reading Shopping list v world order
Yay! A perfect opening for a cool movie: A butterfly zoomed in on, at a park. As I opened a fresh memo note page on my phone to start typing, I saw that butterfly. I’m so glad. It danced up right in front of me. So I’m going to be writing about “our deepest fear”… Continue reading No letters to the past, no letters to the future!
So, my mum steps out of the car at the market to buy some items I’m in the car, I stare at her back. Every time she gets down from the car without a second thought in order to buy stuffs regardless of the fact that we’re(my sisters and i) in the car and she… Continue reading The boy must Know Book!
Everybody says “write Debby, write” If they could, they would write but I find myself in a cage, if I dare say. I know ideas still flood my head, I know I can express it. I know I should make more practice with writing, seek more knowledge on the art of it. But I don’t.… Continue reading Write Debby, write!
Hiiiiiii this new year! Glad to be here again. I’ve been everywhere except here and I thought I was fine with that until about a week ago, I started feeling really stuffy. Like the air outside of this blog wasn’t enough. The only way the world would be right again, was with this blog. As… Continue reading Consistency game in 2017
I spent over ten minutes asking this library attendant to get me a book behind him. Over ten minutes. I was patient. I was being a Christian. I asked politely, simply. He ignored me blatantly yet slyly. He collected money from people who came to renew their library cards and gave them change and checked… Continue reading A day in Adeola Odutola law library
We all need to write from a place we get. A familiar place and for that I thought: God, food, family, quiet The thing with fasting, she thought, was that it was never fully familiar. You could do it and get used to it on most days but on certain days, it was no respecter… Continue reading FASTING