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Re: Call me chief.

 “It is a lot better the second time around”.

-Vini Dawson.







It has been too long my dears. So long that it feels like the first time we met. I must admit, I’ve forgotten what this space felt like, how nice it felt to engage you but like home, I’m fitting right in regardless of how long I’ve been gone. Right? I miss this. I miss having a community to report to. So if I’m not too late shall we do this again? For real this time . I promise I won’t run off (for this long at least) okay?

A lot has changed in my life, but definitely not my plan to elope. That grand plan is now a drive. I wake up each day reminding myself that all of my sufferings in Nigeria are closer to the end . I’m tired of the nonsense that is this entire country put together. 

A lot has happened so I’m trying to pick out noteworthy events  so you’re up to date . One of them is that I have picked up a poverty habit . If your chief is in traffic, chances are very high that she’ll rather walk the distance than wait. I’ve found that this is not a normal behavior so I’m opening up to you. It is so off-brand and I'm trying to seek help. This is a safe space yeah ? Pray for me.

Now to the good stuff! I’m reading again. I’ve been unable to do that for a while . For me reading and writing goes hand in hand, like two lovers. If I read a lot, I’ll do a lot of writing. If I’m unable to read, I’ll struggle to write . I started reading recently and I’m so excited. 

I took a trip. I visited Calabar, Cross-river state, Nigeria sometime in September and I had a swell time. I needed a getaway from Lagos and a change of scenery was perfect for that. Although, there’s barely anywhere to visit since Tinapa became a ghost town( our government is so wasteful) but I liked it there a lot.

The governor is quite the visionary, there’s this place called “CALAS VEGAS” which was supposed to be a resort but is actually a small bungalow in the middle of nowhere. Do you get the reference, as in Las Vegas but in Calabar? Eko Atlantic  is shaking please.

 What Calabar lacked in destination, it made up with the food. The delicacies were amazing, the people were so hospitable and boy! they love fitness. Lagos is to traffic as Calabar is to Fitness. I had a great body for the one week I spent there. I stopped exercising shortly after that. I didn’t want to overdo it, you know balance is important.

I miss how much I enjoyed this. I’m a bit overly emotional right now because I’m trying to heal from a self-induced heartbreak but I’ll bounce back . You know I always do .


 Finally, we need to teach ourselves to remember so that we’ll never forget and more importantly so that our history is never erased.

“20-10-2020 Lekki massacre".


Till next time,

Your chief.







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