Thursday, 25 May 2017

Lost in the Pages


What happens when you go through a life changing situation? Do you let the pain absorb you and then move on or shove it off like it never happened?

I'll tell you what I did, I lost myself in the pages of a book because that's what I've always done. I've found myself go numb one too many times and picked up a book to escape the reality...

And what a good escape it's always been, being able to get your mind off everything that's going wrong in your life and focus on a story that ends in 420 pages...

And so I read... and the more I get wrapped in the story of another person's life, the further I run from dealing with the issue at hand. Some may find relief in the bottom of a tequila bottle but for me, I found relief in the pages of a book. The problem with that is, maybe I've lost touch with reality like I've been accused of one too many times. I've forgotten what's real and what isn't because I've found myself engulfed in the mirage of a perfectly written story of a 16 year old who found true love so young or a woman who got to travel the world and learn about herself in each city. And the problem with that is, it makes you think that you can to, till you stare out the window and the scorching sun of Abuja yanks you back to reality...

What can I say? I'm just a dreamer who keeps being hit with the harshness of reality

Does anyone else get lost in the pages of a book as a coping mechanism?

Friday, 5 May 2017

The End or Not?

As I sit here staring at my screen wondering what to write, I can't help but wonder if an era has come to an end without my realising so...

Something that has been a part of me for the past 7 years, have I truly lost my interest in writing or is it still there? Something that I was once identified with, is it truly the end?

Days pass and I don't even remember that I have a blog and I wonder why?

It's not that I don't have anything to say because life continues to remain a rollercoaster for me so what changed? Did I find a new outlet, No... I didn't...

I miss it though, I miss writing but I don't know how to anymore, so again I ask, is it the end of an era?

I wonder what else is dying without my realisation. I used to have a voice, when did I stop using it? Why am I not using it anymore?

I used to be passionate about humanitarian work but I can't show you one project I've undertaken in the past 12 months. What happened to that?

I once saw a tweet that said "your salary is a bribe to forget your dreams", is that what happened to me? Did I let my dreams die without my consent or did I forget how to live life along the way?