This tiny life

It has been Friday, jeez!

Didn’t have time to think of anything else other than my kids.

Not mine mine, the ones I coach.

I get to laugh, at times raise my voice, stare furiously.

This is love. They get my hand at times. I walk around with my hand being held.

Getting called and asked random questions. Which at times shocks me because they re so smart.

Do you have a crush? A boyfriend? I smile at when I was in love and just sigh and say I’m single.

They don’t believe me, I also don’t believe myself most times but its okay.

I didn’t have much time to think about us or you. But I know you’re having a freaky friday . Keep having it because I’m so tired I’ll sleep in a few hours and not think about it.

Go Back or FORWARD?

Would you turn back the clock 10 years ago or would you go 10 years in future?

If the two options were offered what would you pick?

10years ago I’d be awaiting my sweet 16. The hit songs in 2016 were the shit. I’d sing the lyrics without applying any meaning to them but now? I’m living in the lyrics. Even now 2026, I have songs that are on loop.

There will always be good songs, good music. Every year I make new friends, and every year I also lose friends. The next 10 years. That’s what I’d pick honestly. I’m in for the roller coaster.

I don’t know how tough its going to be neither the sweet. But I will want to explore more, live more. This is if I will get to live that long. It doesn’t matter how long but I don’t want to live every second questioning my sanity and existence.

I want everyday to show me, this is exactly why I put you in here. You see? That’s what I mean. And on those tough days, I want to see myself get grittier, stronger! Cry myself out and the next hour I’m up.

I know most of you wouldn’t want to live another life but I will gladly do it once more or twice.

BREATHE

Wounds heal!

But not if you keep poking them and peeling that skin off every time.

It gets better but it doesn’t stay that way all the time.

Learn to surf the wave, hold your breathe when needed but ensure

You breathe it out and let it go.

Breathe! Live!

don’t just exist.

DEAR CURRENT SELF

Dear me, I know its new, feels difficult but its not as difficult as it seems.

A step at a time, we will get there.

Where ‘there’ is,I also don’t know but we shall achieve it all.

We achieve one thing and then proceed to the next. Its not as easy to see the progress but that doesn’t mean we stop.

Maybe we will find love again on the way. Maybe we won’t! But I have to live with the hope that I’ll find it. Some nights and days are very boring! Receiving some notifications smiling randomly at the screen is not a bad way to avoid the midday crash. Also on those tough days after an argument or a disagreement it wouldn’t hurt to keep waiting to see if you read my paragraph and relaxed because I know I will be the first to text or maybe not.

If love doesn’t find me, (I don’t really want to even picture this but I know I have to) then I’ll have more time to create, relax, travel ,read… Time will tell though. Someone I can take care of or someone who will take care of me? I don’t know what exactly will make happier. I mean someone who will take care of me too and love me back. Me loving them more is not an aspect the love can grow as long as they keep loving me. But love is a choice, a decision and a feeling. I want to build a future and still live in the present with someone. An ambitious person I am I want to have acres of land with you.

HOLD ON A LITTLE MORE MY FRIEND

I have this feeling of something wrong happening. When a friend tells you a couple of times they are not finding life being wothy! What am I supposed to say or do?

I have this feeling that U might not know what to say. But my presence might make a difference. Maybe I should just show up and talk about random things and do thatseverally until he gets better and refocuses.

Don’t we all get low and wish people met us where we are? Mighn’t be physically but on an emotional ,social and psychological level? I don’t get people to show up for me as I wish but that doesn’t make me stop showing up for others.

I can’t also say that I do seek help, but even when I do , I don’t be getting it so why do it again?

I crave some intimate relationships with friends. Talk about the financial, work on our fascia, emotionally open. I don’t want to have a second thought when calling someone that I might be bothering them.

I have some nonchalant friends and I have tried uplifting the bonds several times. It requires some mutual effort and that isn’treciprocated. I have accepted them as they are and don’t get me wrong I love them still. I just want more and I am willing to create that with the new friends I’ll get. Two who are open to be vulnerable in all sorts are enough.

So, I will pay my friend a visit and we can have talks about nothing and that might be everything for him maybe. I hope I am not too late. When someone holds on a little bit because of you that’s a lot, and I can’t take it for granted.

The only taste of sweet,I remember is YOU!

And if we were to be together, I can’t imagine how our Sundays would be like. I’d have my coffee without sugar as usual. You were already too sweet for me I couldn’t go beyond that.

You remember the pancakes I’d make you even on days we had arguments? Even when we weren’t talking, I’d make food for you, and I did it with love. You made some and most dinners when we were together and I miss your pilau.

The playlists ring in my mind. We’d proceed and just be, as I sing for you while lying on your lap.

Damn! I’ve never been that comfortable, vulnerable with someone. That’s what made me find it to be special. I’m sure there’s a way we’d have fought to have this back.

But I know the day you didn’t sleep home something changed. Ever since then! You didn’t see our relationship with a different eye. I caught the vibe, I was blinded by love then and didn’t thin it to be anything past that. What mattered most is you came back to me the following morning.

I could also be wrong the same way you thought I’d smash my neighbor. We should have confronted each other about this. You did confront me, I told you the truth, and you didn’t trust me so what was the whole point of trying to save it. What other truth was I supposed to give or have. Or if I lied I would have saved it?

The only time I lied was when I posted her. There wasn’t much we had, we were talking yes but it was a mutual friend and there was no way I’d hop into another relationship that quick. I was tryna get at you and it worked then but that was just an immature move.

For have a decade I have always wished it’d be you! But I know it won’t. Although sometimes it’s great to imagine a world with us together in it.

GREY TICKS

I don’t dread that text than before.

Can’t wait to return that energy back. An ego game/ Been long since I played those games and I’m sure I don’t have the balls for that.

But I have the balls to act uninterested as well so that one I’m GONNA KEEP DOING!

Grey is one of my loved colors, but not when you show me it. Deep down I want you to talk to me and ditch her.

I am funny for sure; my friends tell me that every time we hang out. I can also be silent and give you space, just as I’ve been doing for a month now. I want to see blue, and green notifications from you!

But I guess I have to face reality.

ONE BURN WASN’T ENOUGH TO TEACH ME WHAT FIRE DOES TO THE SKIN!

The home I wanted to build with you, I know you don’t remember but you did set it up on fire. You had another home and wouldn’t worry about not having a place to stay. You would be warm anytime you wanted.

I wanted to put out the fire, but I couldn’t. I was suffocated, the air lacked oxygen. I wanted you to come get me out of the fire but once my skin got the burn I couldn’t stay there. I found myself running for cold water. I was screaming and yelling, not coz of the burn but because of the burning.

The scar I have is proof that I would have saved myself at least. It was the last sign I needed to take care of myself. I still had tie to think about you and all we built. I screamt whilst outside as I watched what we built together burn down.

Pain crawled and rushed downstream, my blood boiled. I felt my veins wanting to burst out. You knew you’d burn everything down but one thing is did you actually want me to burn, as well?

Me surviving wasn’t part of your plan, right?

Problem is,

I’d forgive you and take you back. I know you asked me to take you back. The first time I did, but after that I know you also knew I wouldn’t let you burn me thrice!

I see a fire and I see you. Most times I don’t remember how much it burnt but when I get a bit closer my blood boils! I would want to have you back, but I know I can’t.

My soul is yours, but my body isn’t anymore, its mine.

I’ll come for my soul though. You can’t tie it forever!

An Era of discomfort and ungrowing to grow!

I’ll rarely have conversations longer than 2 minutes with most family members. This is because I don’t enjoy small talk. I either dive fully in or just be quiet. People that have met themselves deeply and can allow soe vulnerability are my type of people.

Either my headphones are on full blast, I am reading a book or just sat and not engaged. There are topics I can engage, it doesn’t have to specific it could be random but let’s not have a convo where we are discussing others flaws and not our own. I would prefer to be silenced by you speaking to me mentioning my weaknesses definitely in a decent tone. I have wanted to talk about several phases of my life, but I definitely got a different set of parents. All through childhood, teenage years and adulthood.

It gets to a point where you are the only one you can only depend on yourself to yourself through it. I waited for them to notice; I gave signs but one thing I know is that they all saw it but decided not to do anything. I wanted assurance so bad. I needed support so much and not just in academics although even those promises were always fake.

I have wanted a bike for myself as a kid. I was promised if I was first position they’d buy me one. I’d top some subjects and got to position two one time. Our position one guy was beaten only once since the 4years I joined that school. I never got anything substantial, just some lunch and some swimming. It was something for sure, I won’t sound disrespectful and ungrateful. To this day I want a bike and I will get myself that bike in my mid-twenties. A decade later. This applies to a phone a laptop.

I had an elder brother who was bought for new stuff and when they broke down or he had enough money to buy his, I would get the old ones. I am so used to using used stuff and I feel a barrier in me. I save enough to get one. Then something happens and I can’t there fully. I need to grow my wings. I can get this life myself and live on my own.

Day by day I keep striving, business isn’t easy. But where I am now it’s very possible for me to beath this level. I will solve this puzzle and cross over to a new level. The higher you go the levels get a bit more difficult, but I am also growing and very capable.

I have a team that sees a lot in me. There’s future for sure and I know I can bring them to the highest levels. A collection, a runway? I have my mind buzzing with ideas. Less time, more ideas. I know I can stop time and I at the same time can’t at the same time. A year from now will be a different story. I have streaks I have been keeping and I know that nothing at this specific time is stopping me. A little work on the nervous system a day at a time. Sitting in the discomfort an hour at a time.

Hey!

DEEP THOUGHTS whilst in deep silence just trying to get you out of my mind?

Don’t you have somewhere else to be?